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I swear these off rhyme bums are full of hate
But hey yo look, money from across the street
Verses sweep my mental urges bleak
With business hoes an college strippers
Potions paint me mental pictures
Like the olympics these youngins just won another metal
With my infinite potential and my capitalistic mental,
I go beyond the margin, escaping the mental
They say to get a hundred mill you must become the devil
Take a kitkat take a break,
They say them colors must be fake
And after this, go ahead call me mental
Forever i ain't run yet and i never will
Miami nights, ain't another one
Caught up inside this mental prison
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