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Collaborations with my ego, speak the street code
Who needs validation from people when you me though?
My sneakers are Valentino, the shells out the Nina burn like some jalapenos
All you see is ghosts
sh*t got spooky, no Halloween clothes
Only rock with Gucci and forgot to ice cream cone on the cheekbone (it's Gucci)
Treat the stove like when Jesus rose
I might catch the feet and toes, they found my sculpture in Greece with the broken nose (uh)
All you saw was smoke from the pole
The shotty was once whole (whole)
The pump had a body on her from Holly Grove
Nobody told maricon
Dome shot left one tiny hole in your skull
I guess that’s how the cookie crumble fool
Life's a b*t*h but the pu**y is wonderful
All this ice will make my summer cool
f**k these newcomers I'm somewhere sippin’ cuc*mber juice
The golden goose run the zoos and abuse
But they f**king knew; who f**kin knew?
sh*t will go up in fumes if I bust some moves
All my b*t*hes are buxom
All you see is butts and boobs
Might drop you in the Hudson like a cesspool
Keep it cool n***a, uh
Keep it cool n***a

Life under the radar, you might not want to quit your nice day job (Don't do that)
One play the trap like it's a [?]
Eventually led to the [?], sh*t ain't a cake walk
The [?] is soft like the cloth I wore at the player's ball
my cocaine jar
Draw the gazes, sh*t ain't for paint balls
I been made, you can never test my gangsta card (no)
b*t*h Saint Laurent, dog's St. Bernard, put the bag on your head
But you ain't mistaken for bizarre
Use you as bait for sharks, my blade will stay razor sharp
Every arm in my case is state of the art (facts)
Audemars with the alligator parts [?]
They wear your heart on your sleeves like Commes des Garcons

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