Not mine, i'm with wale, i'm just a tourist on the set
That i just haven't came up with a name yet
Third shifter's arrive the sesh is on fire
Type of life a nigga kill or go to jail for
I killed my manager with an iron
Set it on fire watch it burn
Or lets take it over on the reversals.
I'm tryna follow money, she tryna fall in love
Till i fire up on the victim
See with a district columbia vision
Pour a little gas, spark up your lighter
The whole parking lot is on fire
I play the drum but i'm not dumb enough to set countries on fire while higher call me a liar
And certain death for us ghetto bastardswhat can we do when we're arrested, but open fire
Blood on the cross set me free
Ridin’ round, and this bitch dirty
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