Young money, cash money so strong, keep scorin’, i’ma bring it on home
My dad gives a brawl, sayin i gotta have good mentals, rap'll make me unknown//
I make my old bitch buy me all the latest shoes
Just a couple of no-good youths out on the loose
We can make a fix, we can do some good 'ole tricks, we can set the best picks
It's fucking immaculate, the way your daughter smacking dicks
Produce me a couple fans
Couldn’t adapt to naps, i wear caps
Trick trick got them passes
So we can make good choices
We follow the prophets like imma line a couple ducks when i hit
Making his own fucking beats, covers, videos and all that shit
Stealin' phones to call home but the line is off the hook
Am in the game to make a change for the greater good
Yeah, we just having a good time
Detonating when i rhyme a rhyme
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