Can’t you see just how long my run
Im a savage beat assassin
We getting money, you can face the facts
A young grasshopper that's trying to skip pads
And a dad, who had a wife he liked to beat.
My ex bitch bitter now cause everything sweet
Probably modestly, spitting bodily harm on a beat
So they hurtin but what's for certain you can get you some heat
I'm tryna follow money, she tryna fall in love
Hit it like a baseball then skip around the bases.
At a track meet and your tryna spit on a whack beat.
Daddy was a kingpin, a couple milli buried
Seein' dreams in they sleep
78. sick rapper on a beat,
This is how she want to live
We on that skip bayless/
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