i dream about have it all having me peace of mind. never will i leave the grind i dream about having ma a bad bitch i dont care if ahe ratchet we can live this lavish. good life yeah its up bro. pots in the kitchen got with gold bad to the bone like michael. stay with the clips and the mystro. big things, big bags, big whips, big boy , big blocks, big chips. ready for the boss up dont trip. im all in theses streets nigga wont slip. i keep em in check like jango. all on they head like a rain coat. a hundred thou give me what i came for. coming from the mud shit painful. two glots ready to get to body rocking. one clock say its time to get these heads bobbing. im up catch me where you see the rockets. its to easy hollar if you need me. i told em im put it on the floor for them my whole life in the mirror.thats the door for em. un socialable , un fuckable, un faithful but still lovable. still knock a bitch sideway. send her home with migranes. fuck playing mind games. i want the pussy im vin you cookie. in mind i just wanna be the bookie. q