Fast life like born on wednesday and died on thursday
But you were never/ there just wasting all of my energy
Like a whole police k-9 unit filled with basset hounds,
I got a thousand bitches, i'm not too good with vows
What the fuck? gee willikers and no, i'm not drunk
Stuck on the elevator, perfect moment
Whether watching for the feds or avoiding the grim reaper
Rather mess with a cliever than to get close to him by a meter
At the root of the tree that isaac newton
My name's kingpin slim and i'mma son of a gun
Jimmy back me, child
Deprived of the prize derived
Haven't heard me, i'm full energy
And i don’t know why you fuck niggas can’t see
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