[Intro]
Camouflage Monk
Peace, Lord
Ayo, somebody hand me the fucking ashtray
[Verse 1]
Ayo, the sky getting darker
Staring out the Bentley coupe rearview, I spark up
Where I'm from, little niggas redrum
Flush the work if the Feds come
Dome shot, that nigga head spun
In the cell like "Why me?"
Been trill, just all Mets, the royal and blue I3s
Big 40 stupid
Lately my money looking blueish
Reading PSIs, you gotta prove it
Two tone Stingray made 'em sick
At the dice game, bitches say "Our nigga rich"
4-5-6, I'm the shit
Leave fiends with the nasal drip
S.E. Gang, we the motherfuckers doing it
All you rap niggas, we'll ruin ya
Blow stains on the Basquiat
Donatello said Gianni got shot
This can't be life, Lord
Camouflage Monk
Peace, Lord
Ayo, somebody hand me the fucking ashtray
[Verse 1]
Ayo, the sky getting darker
Staring out the Bentley coupe rearview, I spark up
Where I'm from, little niggas redrum
Flush the work if the Feds come
Dome shot, that nigga head spun
In the cell like "Why me?"
Been trill, just all Mets, the royal and blue I3s
Big 40 stupid
Lately my money looking blueish
Reading PSIs, you gotta prove it
Two tone Stingray made 'em sick
At the dice game, bitches say "Our nigga rich"
4-5-6, I'm the shit
Leave fiends with the nasal drip
S.E. Gang, we the motherfuckers doing it
All you rap niggas, we'll ruin ya
Blow stains on the Basquiat
Donatello said Gianni got shot
This can't be life, Lord
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