Just me and my boss no worries at all
And golden mall with a golden wall
Niggas is kemba walker tryna see me pitfall
Raised by the streets, i can make a beat off a brick wall
Not making any sense cause a box is what they home is..is what i don't like!
Niggas diewhen they try to infiltrate my crewwe never hide, we ride
That's what a public offense is
I'm a force to be reckoned with
A lion in form, matt leinart when firing the ball
Ima tear you dick of and hammer it to a wall,
My god come before this bread
But what you seeing is a threat
So let me tell you about this guy
What the others tell you is a lie
You heard i was in jail, well i just came from the mall
We got a little crazy we was bouncing off the wall
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