To me about the house the kids the future
Give me billboards, whatever that people will kill for
Replaced wicked sins or innocence chased, i wanna travel back to the greats,
Cause i'm not about to sell me soul to live life moving like license plates
Time for me to just stand up, and travel new land+
With such an ugly picture in it and
Stallion of the year: medallions in my ear
Now my future is starting to look unclear
And i'm man-genie, flyer than the rest of them
Live life to the fullest, travel to brooklyn/
I decided to boss up, life's a bitch and i court her
'cuz it could of easily been, bye, bye to their future
Is this all just fantasy dream or future controversy fit to spring,
And i have to say that music keeps me here, by far, the main thing
Y'all want to see corruptibility? then travel down the block,
Amnesty international got bangkok to montauk on lock
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