YOUNG Z

I been on some better shit Yea you know my pockets full of dead presidents kill that nigga dead and we don’t leave no evidence Been going through it man I pray for some better shit Early like a letter bitch Man my old hoe was dry I got a wetter bitch Leave a nigga hollowed out just like a skeleton And my life is getting better I’m just settling You talking shit then you say you playing Knew you was a bitch Told that man That I’m worth the land Acres on my wrist