There ain't no genie jars to grant what your petty wishes are
I'm tryna better my chances of becoming a star
Got the eye of tiger, spit of cobra, form of a dragon
Where my grimy figures at? look lively addressing the captain
Defendants of a meddle, restless full of potential
And if you light skin you might want to be careful
But make sure if they do see
Beaches of normandy.
My crewsurvive reincarnation after i’m dead
Jars upon jars, but yet no jam for the bread.
About the way i'm feeling
Feeling, of appealing
Wood chain with a jesus
Raybands...hide the face of,
Thoughts of us of everything of everyone's debts
When i die tell them to turn my coffin to stretch benz
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