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[Verse 1: Tha God Fahim]
You could be ashamed for being bankrupt, but guilty for being rich
Niggas snitch, niggas switch—now I know that nigga bitch
Just tryna get my niggas rich, they want us lynched
B7 with the tint so they can't get a glimpse
Fifty shots up in my lap; aggression in my clip
Don't speak on who was what, when, and where—that could get you hit
Bodies gettin' zipped up, and I ain't seen shit
Gotta put yourself in position, or sit the bench
I ain't miss a inch, I ain't got much time to sit
The enemy is gettin' stronger while you talkin' quits
Why you talkin' shit? I should be sparkin' off the rip
It's hard in my hood, a month of rent can get you flipped
Hard to come to grips, went from a legend to a myth
With that kind of status; know, believe, and you еxist
I'm up in Saks Fifth, the bag I'm gettin' to is swift
Innovative stratеgy, persistence is a gift
I give my all when I'm layin' out the fundamentals
You gotta crawl before you walk, so keep the learnin' simple
Until simple is complex, a few more small steps
In and out of the mall—we just spendin' them small checks
Eliminate threats, I'm burnin' loud 'cause I don't like stress
May peace be upon you and stay blessed
Can't see myself settlin' for less
Before I rest, only God is to impress
To catch me without the weapon is seldom
Could tell them to make the wrong move, it's gon' fail them
Nailed 'em, my name ring bells way out in Belgium, dispelled 'em
It was all good till bullets impaled 'em—entrailed 'em
Lifted 'em up, Talons propelled 'em—exhaled 'em
At this point, it's nothin' you could tell them
May Allah forgive me if I ever failed him
Said, may Allah forgive me if I ever failed him
[Verse 1: Tha God Fahim]
You could be ashamed for being bankrupt, but guilty for being rich
Niggas snitch, niggas switch—now I know that nigga bitch
Just tryna get my niggas rich, they want us lynched
B7 with the tint so they can't get a glimpse
Fifty shots up in my lap; aggression in my clip
Don't speak on who was what, when, and where—that could get you hit
Bodies gettin' zipped up, and I ain't seen shit
Gotta put yourself in position, or sit the bench
I ain't miss a inch, I ain't got much time to sit
The enemy is gettin' stronger while you talkin' quits
Why you talkin' shit? I should be sparkin' off the rip
It's hard in my hood, a month of rent can get you flipped
Hard to come to grips, went from a legend to a myth
With that kind of status; know, believe, and you еxist
I'm up in Saks Fifth, the bag I'm gettin' to is swift
Innovative stratеgy, persistence is a gift
I give my all when I'm layin' out the fundamentals
You gotta crawl before you walk, so keep the learnin' simple
Until simple is complex, a few more small steps
In and out of the mall—we just spendin' them small checks
Eliminate threats, I'm burnin' loud 'cause I don't like stress
May peace be upon you and stay blessed
Can't see myself settlin' for less
Before I rest, only God is to impress
To catch me without the weapon is seldom
Could tell them to make the wrong move, it's gon' fail them
Nailed 'em, my name ring bells way out in Belgium, dispelled 'em
It was all good till bullets impaled 'em—entrailed 'em
Lifted 'em up, Talons propelled 'em—exhaled 'em
At this point, it's nothin' you could tell them
May Allah forgive me if I ever failed him
Said, may Allah forgive me if I ever failed him
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