Churches with dirty pastors my people pass the collection plate
Got me engraved in this sofa, zero production is what i make.
She in the mountain jeep, always be mouthin me/
Funny how money, chains and whips make me feel free
Believe me this is where geniuses live
You heard the price, on my neck herds of ice
She call me all the time, i ain't no regular joe
Make all the bitches fiend, how to live in the ghetto,
Cause either you gonna whine or you climb; i chose the latter
If you battle me i'll make you burst in full anger
I wish you were in front of me,i'd take you live
That they gotta tell me how to live my life
Because there ain't no coming back from that
She call me big pat and my dick make that ass clap.
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