Next month i want that plus, money long as your tour bus
The rap game you cherished, cut your pussy and left you airless
With that said, i ain't around like my old combs
I'll put you in your place, and i don't even sell homes
Better know my name i,ll be hot in the game/
Niggas taking shots, don’t know how to aim
Cause when i sit you in your place your reputation is dead
My d & p frizest, they haven't seen the streets yet
Enough fakes!, i don't know where your headed to, but it aint in the right place/
Me and my family, my friends, nigga we ride for you always
I'm the fucking genesis , the rap god turned belligerent , i know you gotten
Blind to a broken man's dream, a hard lessoncourt cases keep me guessin', plea bargain
We charging you niggas up you like it or not
I tell you your a slob, you get the scorn of god,
Know you are the king of kings and lord of lords in the book revelations god
You gotta look at reality, understand that shit so you don't get caught
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