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Hennessy & Halos
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Meechy Darko
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50 copped Tyson crib, Ross copped Holyfield I just hope when Mayweather go broke, I got the dough for his The man in the mirror my only nemesis This is what a villain is 50 copped Tyson crib, Ross copped Holyfield I just hope when Mayweather go broke, I got the dough for his The man in the mirror my only nemesis This is what a villain is Chrome heartless, black marble, twin revolvers Dual exhausting, beautiful death, bury me inside a crystal coffin Hand painted portraits and statues in the foyer of my fortress Paranoid so I got extra locks on every single door here My shooters are programmed and they always stay loaded Fuck all my enemies, this is the genesis Venomous, heartless, told y'all I'm limitless The man in the mirror my only nemesis This is what a villain is I need Warhols, Dalís hanging off the ceiling Basquiats, money knots, loaded Glocks for sinners Guard dogs, snipers on the roof, I'm swimming chilling It's like I'm livin' like some type of villain I need Van Gogh's, tip-toeing on my marble floor like you got glass soles, statues and bankrolls (Hey!) Since I've been winning, it's been hitting different It's like I'm livin' like some type of villain Demons with angel's faces Backstabbers watch 'em shapeshift You got serpents on your payroll My life's Hennessy & halos I get everything I pray for Treat your top five like a cake walk Yo blood on the cement outlined in grey chalk All praise to the highest most if you ain't know Walk through the chronic smoke, phenomenal The sickness an antidote Bitches love me better, with my shirt off like D'Angelo Fronto rolled, unstoppable, lock and load, young and volatile if y'all don't know I know niggas that main hobbies is catching bodies Like a fire man in the inferno in a building lobby Had to bury my father, our problems never resolved Still remember our last convos on the phone I said that I will kill him when I saw him Who knew the next time I see him was in the coffin The law of attraction, be careful what you talking Three eyes open, hell hound barking Bloody my heels, I'm running exhausted Why do I lie on beats, when my allegory more gorey Baby when you give me head, please make it more passionate for me I'm flashy as an acid trip, just bask in the glory I need Warhols, Dalís hanging off the ceiling Basquiats, money knots, loaded Glocks for sinners Guard dogs, snipers on the roof, I'm swimming chilling It's like I'm livin' like some type of villain I need Van Gogh's, tip-toeing on my marble floor like you got glass soles, statues and bankrolls (Hey!) Since I've been winning, it's been hitting different It's like I'm livin' like some type of villain
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