Don't murder me murder me, killa a nigga in his sleep
I ain't got fancy clothes, cars, mansions, or j's on my feet,
I feel the sand on my feet
No days off and i ain't gettin’ sleep
Used to clean my rolie chain with alcohol in the sink
I look down on my feet and i can only really blink
If police sight at me i got hermes on my feet
This is what the devil plays before he goes to sleep
Got my j's on my feet as i'm walking down the street
Kicking swahiliindeed nature feel my first seed
Don't call it a comeback, i been here for years
J's on my feet, yeah i love designers,
If this was a game, i would be considered a mothafuckin' legend
Cause no matter what i wont get back up on my feet you ruined me you fucking cunt
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