[Verse 1]
Yeah, yeah
Rappers I monkey-flip 'em, kangaroo-box 'em
Out-fox 'em, Hannibal-Cannibal-Ox 'em
My lines hook you like fisherman that reel in they bait
From Great Lakes, Michigan, with fake bishops in the churches
Be preaching for a purchase, not a purpose
Stealing out your wallets and your purses, quoting verses
Seen police raids, beef amongst cliques without the peace made
Niggas deceased, tryna feast and keep they lease paid
So now it's a war, flowers for more funerals
Showers will pour from firepower a few hours before
It's just the same story, fortune and fame, glory
Became my only aim, just to make a name for me
It's ruthless, to wear bulletproof while your car's roofless
Get laid to waste coming out of your face like mucus
They pop and kill, might run up where you shopped and peel
For proper scrill' or the gwap, there's bills on top of bills
They may supply you if you popping pills
And get you higher than helicopter wheels, but it's hard to stop the ills
Deadbeats should be a pop for real, fuck her raw and
Leave her in the streets to raise they seeds and duck the law and
The city of schemes where money is power
I plot and roll a blunt before I run me a shower
My shots go off at the funniest hours
To put you right beneath the dirt, under these flowers
Yeah, yeah
Rappers I monkey-flip 'em, kangaroo-box 'em
Out-fox 'em, Hannibal-Cannibal-Ox 'em
My lines hook you like fisherman that reel in they bait
From Great Lakes, Michigan, with fake bishops in the churches
Be preaching for a purchase, not a purpose
Stealing out your wallets and your purses, quoting verses
Seen police raids, beef amongst cliques without the peace made
Niggas deceased, tryna feast and keep they lease paid
So now it's a war, flowers for more funerals
Showers will pour from firepower a few hours before
It's just the same story, fortune and fame, glory
Became my only aim, just to make a name for me
It's ruthless, to wear bulletproof while your car's roofless
Get laid to waste coming out of your face like mucus
They pop and kill, might run up where you shopped and peel
For proper scrill' or the gwap, there's bills on top of bills
They may supply you if you popping pills
And get you higher than helicopter wheels, but it's hard to stop the ills
Deadbeats should be a pop for real, fuck her raw and
Leave her in the streets to raise they seeds and duck the law and
The city of schemes where money is power
I plot and roll a blunt before I run me a shower
My shots go off at the funniest hours
To put you right beneath the dirt, under these flowers
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