A Dream

145 Plays

29 Aug 2019

it was all a dream, hittin on them dirty schemes flipping c notes.... buying everything, bout too be the newest prodigy don't approach me , see me , times three we building iconic fuckin` teams to clip the fucking weak ....... its the opportunity, for you to get what you need shattered dreams it's tha moment I will bleed, so to speak, working late nights always do wn to fight yeah I got that secternine chalked out and lined still dodging bullets from secter 9 fuck around and find out pulled the trigger , gased em' out watching main events, flexing on that ringside drinking stout staying high real high,.. thinking now,... SO, who the fuck is secter nine, rapping bout fakes , non believers suicide squad s bout to be dinner cooking it on low like simmer, 5 star s on that menu chicken dinner twisted up looking for my enemy fuck being nice, had to sacrafice can't see me lurking where your mama be.... right? they put a BOLO out on point, never bout that fucking weak secter 7 come on now and follow me a coward ass mother fucker (that)i won't be, so who the fuck are you trying to judge me late nights, remember when I use be in secternine now I m counting money out the ass you better go and hit of that whiskey flask just try stay on task definitely no questions asked I know you take it in the ass bout to get that hall way pass, now it's all coming together like a Sunday Mass ,,, click clack...!!! secter nine you should known T money don't like being put on blast them city streets yeah we never fucking ask about secter nine or that fill cheddar slob cause it's about that cash, and making money off his ass sure just got whacked I stay intact with a fully loaded weapon with some blast ( dynamite ) if you get his ass I stay stacking paper to the ceiling (real fast ) only problem is, they always catching feelings ( out classed ) keep your hands to your self I m a god you from hell what you can't tell who riding these fucking Belle's they always ( be ) popping in and out of motels sad story but it s life you ll end up dead fucking with secternine you ve been taught time to go to heaven note this money from secter 7 call it quits you Lame , isn't rhyme I put and end to secternine

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5 years ago

it was all a dream, hittin on them dirty schemes flipping c notes.... buying everything, bout too be the newest prodigy don't approach me , see me , times three we building iconic fuckin` teams to clip the fucking weak ....... its the opportunity, for you to get what you need shattered dreams it's tha moment I will bleed, so to speak, working late nights always do wn to fight yeah I got that secternine chalked out and lined still dodging bullets from secter 9 fuck around and find out pulled the trigger , gased em' out watching main events, flexing on that ringside drinking stout staying high real high,.. thinking now,... SO, who the fuck is secter nine, rapping bout fakes , non believers suicide squad s bout to be dinner cooking it on low like simmer, 5 star s on that menu chicken dinner twisted up looking for my enemy fuck being nice, had to sacrafice can't see me lurking where your mama be.... right? they put a BOLO out on point, never bout that fucking weak secter 7 come on now and follow me a coward ass mother fucker (that)i won't be, so who the fuck are you trying to judge me late nights, remember when I use be in secternine now I m counting money out the ass you better go and hit of that whiskey flask just try stay on task definitely no questions asked I know you take it in the ass bout to get that hall way pass, now it's all coming together like a Sunday Mass ,,, click clack...!!! secter nine you should known T money don't like being put on blast them city streets yeah we never fucking ask about secter nine or that fill cheddar slob cause it's about that cash, and making money off his ass sure just got whacked I stay intact with a fully loaded weapon with some blast ( dynamite ) if you get his ass I stay stacking paper to the ceiling (real fast ) only problem is, they always catching feelings ( out classed ) keep your hands to your self I m a god you from hell what you can't tell who riding these fucking Belle's they always ( be ) popping in and out of motels sad story but it s life you ll end up dead fucking with secternine you ve been taught time to go to heaven note this money from secter 7 call it quits you Lame , isn't rhyme I put and end to secternine

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