Put it all on the table, do it like a menu
She looked him in the eye, and said i promise you
My money fourth and long, but you do not get to throw
I took my rap money and i went and brought some guns tho
You came outta nowhere and gave me a new life
In this cracked crack fag back slab in disguise
Outta my lane, yeah i see you in my mirror
Other dudes be huggin and nourishin her
Strike you as i brought in a thunderstorm
Now that you’re gone, gone, gone
I can't take a big l, my city needs me, i gotta win
Ide rather forgive and forget then be the man that went and banged him,
In itself it brought wealth through crime and tough living
I'm a king.you should kiss my pinky ring
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