I know, who u live & die 4, get up on tha stand tell a lie 4, have that thing screaming hitting high note, I know, top off-ducking pot holes,it’s still-fuck it, who own it, if it’s not yours,I know the mud, to the top floor, all them between levels-you stop on, success best revenge,wish best as you make amends, hate is savage itself, on 10 when in takes over your friends, or some type of love interest, then it ends, wins & losses, hers & hims twin the Porsches, invite a couple, the lies a double, trouble lies in doubles, ones that got left, just see the bubble, the racks and the duffle, the tax the manager after that what it a comes to,family portion to run through, save sum, now we ball, a aways from it. Still got a couple to play dumb with, rich bitch ain’t getting one cent, double a cup, the condom ones enough like you dumb fuck, leaned in the garbage just to come up, on hating on the come up, I don’t sleep so I’m one up,full moon or the suns up,wether I just woke,or I’m 2 blunts up, tryin 2 run it up,ya jaw bottom and the upper cut,for puttin fetty in a cut, told you I got 1 open, fetty wap,chip in the charger , the Chevy stock, 3 down, 2 to go, 3 fours,on the clock in the studio,on path, and on time, it blew me tho,choices and how you play it, it’s truly yours, reaction is mines, I own it, nigga signed truly yours,Amiage sweats wet as the WAP and the booty hole, if the life matters, that bag has tah,so spiritual wit it, the bags after,da last chapter, laugh first, and I’ll laugh after, no slave shit, but we have masters,can drop whenever like bad bladders,I know, i knew-you had tah, pump it like you do with asthma, Amiage jumper all white Casper I know I know