It's late and you stuck in my basement
Times like this i remember the hunt
Ill hunt them down with motherfucking rounds (bang)
Fuck whoever said the rap game wasn't edible man
There she go, just what the doc's been lookin for
So ur getting hunt down like a cougar,
Temporary the richest, legendary's forever
Educate and create a way to hide your treasure
This what it sound like if i sent my dad a letter
Emcees heads in my backseat, keep em as a treasure/
Picture a place that they exist, together
It's her eyes and smile that looks like sacred treasure
Don't need an x to mark it, know where i put my treasure
Since wale met me he only rode a benz or better
It's apart of her goal
Lucid nightmare hunt your soul
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