With the fire heat, niggas better run like athletes
We all kings, give anything to my soft queens
They say the money talks and bullshit walks
Moving houses for supposed whores
Something worth dying for
Luke im not ur father
Odd future leaving even niggas in past tense
I'm intense, my raps light niggas on fire like incense,
Many houses vacant,projects been baking,new cliques and crews formed
No crucifix chains, i’m ain’t sure if i’m forgiven, lord
He dont want the diamonds
Grew up in the basements
Your on fire.. your on fire
Ya'll wife and white knight her
Rape you with repetition
Lies, tangled with fiction
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