Money ain't a thing
A ghetto in the making.
Would look at us all the time
Making my brain hard to rhyme
You know what i'm saying
The mess you've been making.
I got my wife, so fuck the ring
About what they're not making
I was like a young simba couldn’t wait to be the king
Dropping bombs while reciting my work in making
I be giving work to the kids
3 homies chilling making classics
Cause i got the burner in the hand
Making you look handicapped
They call me edifrom the side that's seedyyoung nigga greedy, so i'm runnin up on these niggas easy
Shit im making history im already legendary, fucking stephen kings cary in her hairy ass pussy,
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