Bull Market Tha God Fahim & Your Old Droog

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[Verse 1: Tha God Fahim]
Check me, uh
It's family always and forever
What's the forecast? It's hot outside
Won't stop from making cheddar
I say my prayers, hope to make it better
No matter the conditions, I'ma excel
We birds of different feathers
Can't go out in dishonor; integrity is chosen
I do what I'm supposed to
Feel like this was preordained, I seen it comin'
You thought that I wouldn't see change, 'cause you was frontin' on the low
Big steppin' with weapons, I keep 'em on the low
I keep a certain type of glow to keep up with the flow
I get to bouncin' over lovely sonics
The way I'm stockin' up is dеmonic
My whip go past you like The Chronic
My Yacht-Master Rolеx is Oystersteel and platinum
Cologne by Clive Christian and the Mercedes be a black one
Hit the acceleration pedal, you know what's happenin'
This is war, it's more than just rappin'

[Verse 2: Your Old Droog]