A crook they call me a psychopath
And when it come to the cash
You told me life would never, ever, ever get this perfect
Call me stick the man of a million eyes i'ma pimp
Tired of sifting through my mail i feel like cartwright, bills
Coming in with the steal call me the man with the skills,
So they just call me mr. fantastic
Gotti here, i’m in this shit
I'm throwin around broads playing monkey in the middle
Ima bad bitch on his hip man he call me his model
So pun... it's no new shit and it ain't no fun
Man boys call me breezy, hoes call me venom
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