See me, i’d rather cut let ya body give birth
My bank of america account got six figures
Yea, obie tricepour out a lil' liquor nigga
Flow exported i was born in america
When when the economy of america breaks
Straight geechi on her, came back with eighty chains
Embrace my words make the world changeand still i smile nigga
But i'm debated, disputed, hated and viewed in america
Just a little nigga
God bless america
Like captine america im a new soldier
{*both*} but first lemme, lemme, lemme talk to her
Two thirds of this world's population only knows how to hurt
Riding that big body, shorty be hitting the curb
Blewin' some reefer in my zone like a 2-3 defense
A population fed lies and tricked into debts
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