Jumped off the porch when i was like six
A shooting range with bullet limits
No dark clouds, just silver linings
But i don’t mean top 40 hits
Flow stop like a bullet hole clot
Free throws of money, bet you can’t block
They stay sippin liquor inside a silver chalice
So i’ma be aight for the night with a goodbye kiss
Gained a bullet bane, bang bang.
Yeah, the kid in this thang
Leave your show cancelled, leave 'em with no answer
Kind of serving up hip hop on a silver platter.
His urn was silver with his name gold plated,
Don't come around hurr on that floss shit
Nigga trying to live like hova, but well
Silver and demaz, does that ring a bell?
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