parallel parking the jet
all about money respect
got a vest aim at ya neck
they look at me when they askin who's next
gotcha bitch wet all on the bed
doing freaky shit that you never did
calling me daddy she wantin my kids
You flippin patties Im flippin them bricks
I was 18 facing 5 to 10
going places you ain't never been
seen some things you ain't never seen
Wu-Tang all about the cream
cash rules everything around me
making fast moves in my county
tryna dodge bail gotta bounty
countin all the cash that surround me
I be going In slow motion switch focus to the remote im controllin
y'all hopeless boastin about sex money murder was the motive I'm chosen.
Got the metal 'cause talk is cheap..
rhymes are awful mean obscene causing harm when I target em
ice on my wrist it's sparkling,
never take the risk no prospering
so fall in line get what I'm offering
my haunted mind causing harmful dreams
thoughts of me dying finally got to me
lost the girl who was gon ride for me
for the longest time I cried my nights to sleep
close to the edge this my final speech
swear I wrote it about million times
when I was feeling shitty and I was out of rhymes
and my girl cheated I felt defeated
she remained happy while I begged and pleated
STOP!
don't leave me
but you left
so easy.
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The Man.
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