The mastermind, with appetite, a man of style/
Never can he mimic... maybe can admire
It was different version and a different style.
Yo, i'm a hot and bothered astronaut crashing while
No shit, he's a gangster on the mic, yea right cunt
Seven, what's religion nigga? i am legend
Specially equities, reckon we smile
Got congratulated cause my lyrics and my style
Finally finna find a child's style
I never smiled as a juvenile
And i be famous with hot flows without saying the same shit
And mansions on the fault line of a shaky market
If i catch her i can fuck her in the cunt
As my name get bigger this game get different
GO BACK TO WRITE A SONG ABOUT ANOTHER TOPIC !
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