[Verse 1: Ransom]
I've been having some deep thoughts with that L blowing
Niggas in jail knowing
When you do it, do it yourself
And never tell no one
You see them shells blowing
I'll go to hell knowing
That I had them eagles sit em down like Terrell Owens
I spell evil backwards
I gotta live
If money's the root of evil
Then fuck it I'm an evil bastard
You know that diesel acid
When it reach the masses
I swear to God it'll burn
Turn the streets to ashes
Dope in the Charger
Still smoking L's laughin
I'm coaching the carter
Call me Samuel Jackson
Nigga's been fags
Funny like Sinbad
Me, I'm from the hood
My life saving's in a gym bag
I'm flaming the forty
I ain't even sorry
If you're with your kid
Then I'll put your brain on your shorty
I ain't open that damn Glock for the fame and the glory
I was hoping to jam rocks like Damien Marley
I've been having some deep thoughts with that L blowing
Niggas in jail knowing
When you do it, do it yourself
And never tell no one
You see them shells blowing
I'll go to hell knowing
That I had them eagles sit em down like Terrell Owens
I spell evil backwards
I gotta live
If money's the root of evil
Then fuck it I'm an evil bastard
You know that diesel acid
When it reach the masses
I swear to God it'll burn
Turn the streets to ashes
Dope in the Charger
Still smoking L's laughin
I'm coaching the carter
Call me Samuel Jackson
Nigga's been fags
Funny like Sinbad
Me, I'm from the hood
My life saving's in a gym bag
I'm flaming the forty
I ain't even sorry
If you're with your kid
Then I'll put your brain on your shorty
I ain't open that damn Glock for the fame and the glory
I was hoping to jam rocks like Damien Marley
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