The pain, the loss, the grief, the cross.
Run a cartel like a real rick ross
Its cold as shit in this booth
From the gutter to the roof
She wanted to fight at first
Im the best your the worst
Like the chakra or the mayans
It's moe, all i need is more chips
I deserve a medal, i lap 'em every track
The feds introduced the drugs, all the acid, the dope and smack,
I'm on the block as usual
The king of the jungle
She wanna be grown
As the king upon the throne
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