[Intro]
Yeah, let's slow it down a bit
Big shout to Chris River, Emilio Rojas, Produkt
Kay Slay, Johnny King in the building
Let's go!

[Verse 1]
Wanna live my life, for no more tax to me (yeah)
No I ain't coming at next tracks about equity (nah)
Ready to run the flesh of my foes, make them a memory
Write my own b-axes, or BX Malcolm in ecstasy
Run over my friends and see some sustenance
I, wanna go outside and meet some kids who want
Bussing clips and such your dick for box of bucket list
Fucking chicks, they think they worth for dirt
Van a hearse and then under age
Huh, and see the killer bee, kill dope
In the stage of sue for months and years and fucking still broke
Low though, I got the jolly, cadets towards the bills though
Box a meat a lonely sugar mamma be her dildo
Still low but I don't give a fuck like nuns did (yup)
That should be Spanish platinum nigga like puns did
The guns did nothing for the kid, but my lungs did
Come up in my face and let me show you what the funds did, Rivers
(And we continue on, big shout to Level 13 on the track)
(Kay Slay and Drama King in the building)
(Shout out to Ford, DVD.com, [?].com)
Yeah, yeah one time
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