No more money, no more fame
Your man wale in his own damn lane
She'll do anything for me, nothing but hits
No conscience, no need for resilience
No failed romances, no second glances,
Picture that, best rapper since lil wayne in classes
No lames, no lies, no compromise
Fuck trout, you bout? let's fish for ice
I'm not moving like a cartoon
No groom husband, no bloom
That’s what i call a fairy tale
Ill kill you with no trail, no jail,
O.d. was in the weight room all his life
Had no ambitions and no drive.
You need a team, a team of psychiatrists working around the clock
Kill streak one hundred and eighty three in the caption spot
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