true love gang.. ur boy Irich.. everyday I'm gettin it.. I'm scheming for a way out.. headed for them millions to finally just let my breathe out.. painting colored pictures I'm a struggling artist.. I got that work tho if u need it don't matter the dollar.. only playas that I look to u can find in these bundles respect them portraits that u spending know the game as a hustle.. she bound to take her royal dues every second u struggle.. it's alimony to the streets I've never gained so much muscle.. divorce is not an option I got money to make.. she got the trimm..I got the chic.. now we just waiting on fate.. dippin into destiny.. I see us eating cake.. manifesting every step that my future creates.. and lord I know that ima sinner.. forgive me for all my ways.. I'm foolish when I'm idle.. fight them demons everyday.. I got a beast that's in my corner who loves me that unconditional.. in between the lines. the gray. and those subliminals.. verse 2.. never hesitate it and I'd do it again.. u keep the thug of a joker soakin up ur,Harley Quinn.. I'm not here for the riddles.. Or to answer in questions.. but we a better class of criminals so that's what well give em.. stand amongst our judgements execute those up against us.. the world is on our shoulders.. we're famous so where's them shooters my grind meets a hustle together we conieusers.. strictly bout the biz that money' is what we're here for... build us up an empire reaching for that pinnacle.. so when we speak these quotes get read and haters start to feel it more.. looking for the perfect angle pappiz catch the kurt.. we bred to do what others wont these genes keep us w work.. searching for that grail where loyalty must exist.. I'd have my cup strait overflowing then circle. back in for seconds