My all gold rolly or the
Fat bars ziggys trips and vodka....
Non are in the same class as me
We get the bread and the crumbs, young money
Alias, mussolinimentally unstable, "g" status
Cold and callus, gold chemical chalice, subdued by the blackness.
Instead of living this life of violent crime
Ball out, ball hard, you can't cause it's rent time
Fuck around you gon' need a stint at the doctors
So lets get drunk on it's chemical burns
Or you'll drive me crazy
Blood on the cross set me free
Non-hesitant to mow you down, foul!
I’m off them trees, no i ain't no owl
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