I think it's a chain
Now we can all win
Rather than complain or rather go Halloween
Rather holding close don't fall in, I got to have it
Living in the same city limits
It's a small world everybody in the business
Don't know if stayin welcome, I
15 minutes being quit
What is this? can somebody explain it
It's kind of like
Don't make sense to the ordinary n***a
We maintain
What's the world?
Yeah, s** ers act like
All the good music
b**hes in
But I'm still drippin'
Talking
Love street
Haters only hating cause the fact they love me
n***as hold budget 'cause I'm hustling
Hold your breath to your d**h
Tell the
We say
For the machine
Make me sneeze
Hope make it
Before I leave because
Down stairs just chillin'
I don't like my outfit, I need two more minutes
From the magazine 'cause I
Into your b**h name until I search engine
And
Speed em
We keep on tell em babe
After that you give a
And everybody wonder what I've made
I make the dough dance, master of the ceremony
All of your program
So let the show proceed, bring on the s**ers MC's
When it's time to feed, so tonight we feed
From my winners street
Is superstar n***a
The dope
So when I campaign guess who wanna vote for me
Finally come up the air
Chillin in the long chair
The girl with the long hair and I ain't even there
Fly out, fly out, fly out, fly out