No religion i was getting saved by the glock nine
I re-sign that bullet with your name with a peace sign
Talking shit because he knows for a fact his whack, ill steal ya missus an tongue her twat,
They even raped her so we blazed they padautomatic shots rang out, on every block
It's double mg but i'm 'bout that cash money like baby
You wanna judge me for my lyrics, but you´re not me,
Is try and fail, clientele the only way to earn
Burn like furnace urns, re-furnish on the track as a fern,
Matter a fact i might take your head off ebay and keep it to re-enact
Even now i keep a frown when i come arounddon't ask me about tha past
You 're a gap and a bully so stop this folly
Funny how money, chains and whips make me feel free
Still standin' and in love with my prideheard frivolous beats, we past that
I start over, and re-write my rappin urges, but they still treat it like a shit//
Im a lyrical juggernaut, and your just a fucking twat,i could get you jumped for free
Niggas can't see mei dedicate this to you punk motherfuckers!this one's for you, big baby
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