This rap shit is systematic
And she got the bomb, i'm talking tick tick
Gave me head just to fit in with them, that's social psychology.
To him, nothing is funnymind set on one thing, making his money
You chasing hoes, we replacing hoes, bag and pass them hoes
Always sacred with shit cause you know how it goes
It’s no days off, you ain't doing shit
I treat my money like its sacred
Of letting heads progress to zen we're shredding beds and wrecking heads
Thank god for what i did with blocking against this shaky defense
Next month i want that plus, money long as your tour bus
Sacred moments, movie screen life thats a bonus
Yeahehehehe nigga, we be the ballin player-ass nigga
Burning everything you hold sacred, kush imported from jamaica
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