Thats where my profit is at
Ain't even tryna hold back
Thats spits lyrics so cold
All this paper i fold
When they twist and talk with they fingers
Thats multiple different figures
Thats presidential rolex.
11.1.11 is when it all makes sense
Classless niggas ask me if they give a fuck
Or confession shredded skin thats what
If ya do upset metell the cops to come and get merip the crowd like a phone number
Power, the underrated continent of africa, another massacre,
Now thats the fucking struggle
A criminal grind mean hustle
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