OK my leathers so soft but dont think i aint hard//
bitch say Deezy make it rain, i say bitch i aint God//
but i am Gods son but u know i aint Nas//
See he got a positive aim and i aim nice//
man, Lil Deezy got a style that even i cant find//
man, some shit be so hard i be like that line aint mine//
and if that is under a gram then that line aint aint mine. lol.//
and if u snitches talkin war well bitch its combat time, HEY.........//
i take three L's to tha head//
LOVE.....LIVE.....LIFE then im dead//
young money so get clipped thats what this is//
and if i aint good lookin you can bet my bitch is...lol.//
I done made it off apple street like it was twenty three hundred Jackson street//
young money cant join em nor beat em//
where the fuck is Robin Leech when you need em...lol.//
a rich nigga cant even buy freedom//
thats why i give my white bitches everything but freedom//
i do my white bitches anything but beat em//
and if they like that poison then ima feed em..lol..//
im so soooooophisticated//
fresh from antartica my wrist just made it//
im rich bitch i aint broke no more//
but i will still chop u up and feed yo ass to tha poor//
im bout my cream like a smore//
u old ass rappers better stay on tour//
your like 44//
i gotta 44//
im 24//
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