Managers are merciful, close up, and personal.
You're reaching new heights, and i ain't kiss you just a little
My options, let him roll, bleed, or die is my object.. if
Okay i'm trying to hit, something's just gotta give
Imagine me the subject of paparazzi pictures,
George bush got some nerve, fuck a war, we trying to serve
Personal bus driver, take you to school and church too
Im from the side where silly niggas hate or they like you
Plus 11-99 in his muthafuckin' chest
I go for my personal best
But in real life they eyes is on your moneysee the enemies will say they true
Im here to get personal an slaughter you, maybe your daughter to, be scared of what ill do
Their personal items destroyed
Know i had to do a jay dilla joint
She aint an object but neither is money and ill have that free based love
All my peers doing years beyond drug dealinghow many caskets can we witness
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