God is great, first and foremost Don’t you wish everything could be so perfect? Free Enterprise, overexposed Irritated, uneducated still scribble my flows The jubilation, the euphoria Pushing a foreign in the morning Pick your daughter up Drop your seed off, let the weed up Slow motion, fast forward ’til we speed up Grinding ’til my new accountant is fully at ease Beefing with broke niggas really like pulling my teeth Get away from me, you looking so suspicious Light pocket, heavy hearted, you simple minded niggas Don’t be jealous of me, I keep enough foes Get all the sneakers, not enough clothes You can have the ex, I got… Read More
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