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[Verse 1]
Smoking that holy spliff, feeling like holy shit, guzzle my bottle of heineken, I can't get enough of it, emotions are heightened with every script, that I be writing, let's just get drunk and fuck and all my niggas complying, what's with the sadness? We on our way to living lavish, leave all your burdens behind there's no room for baggage, only forward I'm moving too many toe tags are backwards, so I'm elevating till they shove my corpse in a casket, so how you like that? Too many mami's tryna be beside me, dick em and leaving is likely, give em the illest sex and gently ask who's next, yeah I'm a don, all I need is the finest dime on my arm
[Hook]
Life like a don, like a don you are a star, you are a star yeah you are a star
[Verse 2]
What's with all the swag, young boy dressed in black, to emphasize I'm fresh to death, snapback turned back with my wristwatch on, get some ass then I'm off to ball, where your G's at? You come at me you will rest where the weak at, bullets leave you lying flat, though I hardly hold the gat, I'm more focused on making my pockets fat, not through bragger rap nah homey never that, got my nike's on finna chase my dream, so expensive bottles and models can surround my team, still tryna correct mistakes I made when I was seventeen, but fuck that, I'm so over shit, money in every pocket in my jeans, though its my last ima spend it like a king, I done seen more stars than NASA, this is the life I'm living, you're a slave to the rhythm and I'm the master
[Verse 3]
You can catch me wildin, living like a lion, I'm addicted to the wild and its all about surviving, my niggas out styling, running away from sirens, cause what some of them do for living is robbing, and I'm Robin Hood, robbin hoods with flows like thugs making stick ups with water guns, you old ass niggas irrelevant, chill for Heaven sakes can't you see that I'm Heaven sent, this is the rapture, gotta prepare me a repertoire, cause a lot of deals be falling through tryna see the boy on tour, they know I drop more knowledge than a scholar, I'm about randela's and the dollars, players treat me like a baller, and I'm talking about niggas who plant more seeds than a gardner, don shit, Dom Perignon shit, musical nymph bitch you better worship
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Stukzin

Stukzin

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