Intendent attend them, cool cause
Checks delayed n' lights turned off
Of dust n feud ur #smoked n #played like #cigs n #blues bitch ya doomed
It's your own fault suckas so don't get that shit confused
Hustlas ‘n drug dealers struggling passed their troubles ‘n
And louder than a microphone that's slightly near a lion's den
The glare makes me hard to find
From ur head n' ur mind,
To strengthen your defending 'n
I beach chair, with my malibu vision
Gettin good graces, take his money, aa-another one
Ignoring my dissing keeping outta beef 'n
Aye rich, another 5 on the g men
Tried perfecting my letters n
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