The .45 for you niggas with nine lives
I'm more unreal than if this was the matrix/
They gettin chips, they flippin bricks
Living in the matrix
Stuck in the matrix im chillin' with god and satan
The mirror's screaming at me saying i'm emmi lola's son
But it makes sense i control everything like the matrix
'fore you love you a nigga, try loving your kids
I’m a king to these niggas, love a queen, fuck the bitches
Some wonder if i rhyme or the matrix glitches,
But inside of my pocket is a dollar plus a dream
I look into an alley and see the matrix machine
She likes the way it hits her lips
Mo' green numbers than the matrix
Can't stop me now, if there is a matrix; i'm the glitch
Fat sack of knives in the passenger side, bitch
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