Top of my pile of bodies
Steal your love with ease
You better see im in a different league
Pack a bad bitch then i pass it to my nigga meek
Of the book of your life
You make a nigga sing songs nice
Love reefer and love sneaker above those
Furniture made of the flesh of my foes
Don't dietevery milla fish fridayi'm squad deep
And to test me, practice my skills in the best league
Defendants of a meddle, restless full of potential
Money’s on the mental, my efforts monumental
Umm, this lane is open if, if you need
And if ya like the beat, too bad its out ya league.
Just seen another brother buried plus i knew him for years
Illusion of days of elysium fields full of gladiators
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