+big daddy+, no +kane+, get the job done
Been riding with my homies since day one
Tripping off of acid since the start of the day
I'm the burger king, i gotta have it my way
One day we're perfect, planning out our wedding day.
When i step off the curb, then, they on they way
Till the day i die i'm running laps around these wiretaps
Niggas talkin' greasy, i'm the one that gave them they chance
We left em a world that's cursed
"how money running this world?!"
And i ain't trying to hear what you wanting to say
While i'm running away screaming fuck you have a nice day.
Uhh, addicts arise, when i arrive
Obama nation, hope all day, since there's life
Only been four months since the day we were through.
Now jordan iii my shoe, double m g my crew
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