Thought you was a cutie, though your booty mad thin
In a private jet while i'm walking in
Tried them didn't work, got impossible standards, nothing i ever do works
In the country , in the villages , in the earth and universe
How high? nigga, higher than the kites they fly
In one round, in one dab damn im high in the sky
Third eye wise so fly, hawk eye, i, never walk in chalk line, i talk mines
Why these broads hear my late call, start rushin' over runnin' lights
But if you choose wrong it's not white chalk that im sketching
‘cause he could die any day and you still the same thing
I grab my chalk and i begin to draw
Yea, my middle finger to the law
I'm spittin' when i walk, kickin' up chalk on the block and know i walk funny,
Family is all i need but indeed them too can run me right up a tree
I begin to draw in chalk
One shot make a nigga's heartbeat stop
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