Masked up, this ain't trick or treat, one wrong move they finna squeeze
I be doing your bitch down in the sidewalk paying pennies
My records sell, yes sir
Once i met a leader
I'm spotted on different beaches, cohiba smoking reefer
Before i was a fetus, had the genes of a leader
Without a doubt, a sure-fire way to get your mother fucked
Envisioning about a leader, and end up vigilant
Leave you foaming from the mouth on the sidewalk
I ain't for that work, trying to see my daughter walk
I rush to tend her, talked as i touch her
Niggas so jealous that they follow the leader
Chain, and not two, unlike that fat guy without a brain but a birthday crew.
You bammas like hyperstrikes, your wifey sleep outside of you
Every other guy
I wonder why, i sit and cry
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