Eyes real low, just blame it on the green
Is money, drugs, hoes, violence washed up routine
And they thought drugs were killing the youth (ha, ha, ha, ha)
Cause youse a down ass bitch, and i ain't mad at cha
That’s why you never expect to see me say goodbye
He killing niggas and bitches gotta look out for this guy
I could talk about diamonds and all my bitches and hoes,
And a nigga have ‘em beefin’ on who gon' twist up my new growth
Two big faces on my wrist, boy i got a couple those
Overused crap about their bitches and hoes,
Fuck nazis ' hoes and fuck illuminati's bitches
Mr. absoulute the most incredible at this
Dreaming about the cars, clothes, bitches, and hoes,
They disregard me, i guess they all got egos
Don't worry. im steady busting these 3's just like my nigga stephen curry,
Family is all i need but indeed them too can run me right up a tree
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