Life is a bitch so a g can't sweat her
Can't deal with me on a silver platter
And think alone in my head
Cutting me this worthless check
Im a head hunter with targets on every head
Because of the feds as we pledge to let our plague spread
In his silver cart of fire i shall one day ride
I used to write rhymes, all day and all night
Money got me sagging, it really doesn't matter
Kind of serving up hip hop on a silver platter.
Can't find no one to watch her kids, so she pay her sister
Looking in the mirror all i want is silver
You must have won every pageant in america when you was young
As fuck like its been sniffing all kinds of crack i got punchlines european
That medal made of silver or bronze that medal for trying
Them niggas lack bars like underground when their celly ring
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