Turn money into diamonds and gold
You heard my hip-hop when i was 16 years old
Inside my heads telling me evil thoughts
They use violence but i murder with my songs
Just here to rap them songs
Shots, they back and forth
Plenty smoke, plenty rolled
Bitch i'm delivering gold,
It ain't gon' be no back and forth
It appears in your unwitty songs
But better when i sing songs
Huh, a metaphor of course
Your songs are so fuckin lame
Then we cut, look how she say my name
I'm tryna stay with you, lay with you
Your songs you could sacrifice virgins too?
GO BACK TO WRITE A SONG ABOUT ANOTHER TOPIC !
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