Go from wanting to be the president, to being a voter
All this flow that i give em, i live by the code and i'll leave her
Im a god on the mic
You just do your thing chick
All fifty seein visions of me shot in the chestcouldn't rest, nah nigga i was stressed
Investing, infesting, digesting your residents, including the bent, president.
Cause im the king, fuck that im a god
Free throws of money, bet you can’t block
So i needs to hit a lick, drasticallyi see some balding-ass niggas and they slipping in my spot
Im done, hopefully you now know im the one son of the true rap god, sent in a heavenly pod,
Growing up to be a president but now im a resident of the garden state
Im quiet but dont make no mistakes, fuck with me, ill stick you with this blade.
Rising through the ranks just like the president
Left hand staggerin' on her muthafuckin' breast
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