Plottin' don’t even worry
Bruce lee kicking tidal waves at sea
I mean of course just the same old
We them boys that glow without gold
Like sally mae on college debt
Before she fuck with ya head
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
The rhythm gets into your head.
I work hard for everything i get
We get the bread and the crumbs, young money
I was lost in my thoughts like drifting out to sea
Fuck me the monster said, somehow the monster's dead
Im a head hunter with targets on every head
I dreamt of a gold watch and a gold chain
Niggas taking shots, don’t know how to aim
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