Low end theory, beats, rhymes, and life, midnight marauders,
I'm through trial, no more smiles, for a couple years
I'm a 417 with a bulletproof vest
His life's an impossible test
To be rich like a king, and live my life, trouble free
I'mma conspiracy theory rollin thru makin history
During the day i had a test
Never ever pay rent
Funny how money, chains and whips make me feel free
I'm still heading toward my twang theory
With no remorseyou get blasted full forcea nike endorsement doin' shootings on a horse
Second nature, a mixtape featuring theory and illusion, goes back and forth,
Higher than giraffes blunts passed like a test
I'm at the atm, spending like i ain't paying rent
Yeah got to the club early just to get in free
But that's a theory you must turn off all your tv's to see
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