Busta-ass motherfuckers tried to flee
A, b, or c choose your fatal destiny
I caught a felony lovin the way the guns blow
Just like patty kane, i represent b lo
B-b-back to the #future making bread out of #toast,
And be the last nigga left, then i'll be ghost
It's double mg but i'm 'bout that cash money like baby
But you just listen to whats supposed to be "cool" b.
And teachers thought i was dumb or crazy
So much gold, they might as well call me midas b
My name is razor b
And losin all his money
It's about niggas and bitches, power and money
Ain't rapping like i was another slow b/
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