Who didn't really care to see, or give a damn if she
You'll need a bib for this, my kills are messy
Cos this is rap game,here pussy sells and skills kills
Tell em they mind clippin i give em like 5 minutes
Coconuts ciroc where puff at, never fall in love, don't cuff that
And now it's real, the power kills me, how to pay for college shit,
Everything at ease, you in double m g presence
I worried if i'd pass that, but i raised the bar, and this time kills,
Weight stand out like pimples and cold-sore lips
Still i obeyed and prayed i wouldn't update my kills,
Needs some kills? then hire us
Cause this nigga done got jealous
You all niggas ain't even on my level
Kills any body with just his pencil.
The chills, the kills, these hundred dolla bills
Big said it, more money more ills
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