Rollin through Rome in a gold No Limit tank Attempt to imitate this image, rhythm needs some renovate And redecorate before you mimic heavyweights Leave em with sour face Middle East where I meditate I dedicate this to myself cause I'm the best to date These witty stanzas that I speak will leave em week like 7 days Reverend says I should get rid of my messy ways 7 crates of spray paint, scaling over heavens gate But lettem hate, kissy faces with they hollister Bathroom mirror pics with bottles, think you model sir? Ain't accomplish nada but I'm still so snobbish So astonished still to young to go to college bruh ..over crowded competition these days Copy my career swear these kids so clíche And FUCK every hialeah dj They charging for they garbage but we leave em in the freeway And yes bae, you're my dark twisted fantasy I hope this sweet speaking gets permission to ur panties please In a chapel this rascal raising his Adam's apple Ceiling Sistine, flow (floor) is pristine clean So.. name another sick teen, spittin slicker 16's You need a puff to write tuff? Check the cup, my piss clean Kick the Kombat, a Mortal is what I can't be See vanilla bean and kerosene in my canteen Slipping up my sleeves, Keanu Reeves couldn't dodge this Spillin all this logic a prodigy at its finest Flows frigid, minus the dry sinus Kissing my hand, commanding respect for your highness Thoughts is out of the box Supreme majesty It's kinda sad the way the list of legends always lacking me ....and yet they still mad at me Pursuing my passion, while you faggots at a pageant? Please.. Don't need some palm reads to know my future's palm trees Private chefs in Paris n wearing Colette long sleeves Steal ya mommies the real Miami zombies Hoes in NVJO (Navajo) ya bitch so Abercrombie ..too awesome to sit in a small office You soft serve dude's is soft as Chris Bosh is So please be cautious when you steppin in the mosh it Leave ya seeing stars like block parties up in Auschwitz Ya daughters diaries describe how she admires me Anne Frank-ly its amusing so I use it for inspiring The top is tiring I'm thinking bout retiring A lake house, with Adriana Lima on a tire swing Let the choir sing, drop to knees and show respect Annihilate the fakes and detonate until there's no one left Close the holster yo I'd think I'd rather hold his neck These jaw dropping lines will leave em gasping hold ya breath
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