Lyrics:
Still got my old gun and hundreds from my old runs
I'm kicking dope in the morning in my long johns
Thick beauty bitch I buy that bitch
Thick by the belly
Still got my old gun and hundreds from my old runs
I'm kicking dope in the morning in my long johns
Thick beauty bitch I buy that bitch
Thick by the belly
cause I'm the boss
So mother[edited] Bruce Springsteen and Diana Ross
Because they know what the time is
I rock [edited] for the fly kids, be -men,
in a lifetime
It ain't perfect, but you gotta be willing to fight
Put your whole life on the line
Devil tried to get a fast one by me
But I'm breakin'
clothes so take those off
Look at what I ran across
Reach out and touch Diana Ross
Turn into an animal feeling like I'm at the zoo
Said you got an Onlyfans
I'll bike and I'll golf
One drunk night
I almost fucked Diana Ross
While you niggas dream of millions
I get gummed at the Wimbledon
By Serena Williams
In
to listen, prideful not mindful of the role I was given,
The code by which I'm living, I'm just glad that I'm alive,
Israelite in the desert eating Manna
Ricki Lake
House by the lake, that's a new estate (real estate)
You in that same place, all you do is hate
When I rock the rose gold plain, that's
Making all this pizza with all this love
And now I guess this is the end of the album
(I'm really sorry Ross, I mean)
(Getting goomba stomped by a Ford
a little loss
"I really miss you baby" like that song by Diana Ross
I wish that I could kiss your cheek, I know that'll make you smile
I wish that I could be
trying to shine
The truth right there in ya face, but you can’t read the sign (stackz)
I do this shit By the Book
Mobb Deep, they shook
The Lights out like
Picture on the Instagram
Now these rappers tryna floss I see
Flirting with temptation
They Diana Ross I see
And I heard them names was
Fake and must've lost
his penicillin
See I'm a addict takin' drugs, that give me quite a thrill
Diana Ross and lady's sing the blues got me poppin' pills
But it get worse,
Got tired of the block so i Bought a trap house
Old bad bitch look better Than Diana Ross
I handle mine ain't Worried about his
That's big boy talk
Long
confuse it, critics be hating
Best album yet but give me the same rating
I'm waiting top of rap rushmore
Etched in stone runt top puns war
Unsure
in music
Over the last decade
WEST: I wasn't even nominated for Best
Album this year this year
I only got two nominations
By the Grammys: for
Best Rap
like Diana Ross
Every thing I spit
It kom out raw
Let's talk
Gave the block my all
Burnt bridge if you cross me
Boots on his face
We like Jeff n Ed hardy
coming out Diana Ross
Move out the way
Here to show you thing
Training day
Denzel – King Kong ain’t got nothing on me
Nobody can step to this
If they
to
Leaving the nest
But you broke wing
Flew in the lion's den
You better get out
You're over your head
cnd I'm the king now
You think I want to be loved by
I'm with a MILF as juicy Diana Ross
Blowing kush, eyes lazy, you know the boss
I'm so zombie, bitch get off me
Addicted to the game in my lane I'm
these horses been Sincerely Yours from analog
Now everything is digital
At minimal I plan to ball
Oh and the women
They resemble Diana Ross
Paths cross
the cool in you
Or it'll be a sad love song being sung by Toni Braxton
And I'll dissect you like a fraction
All you wannabe top cat MCs, I'll pop you like
Call Porsche, time to give away a Wraith
Bricks boy, tryna turn 'em into bass
Big boy, I been tryna buy the Braves
Court room soundin' like I'm in
Covers, videos and all that shit
Fuck you post-Drake-ass cliche-jerking, LA-Slauson rapping
Fuck-nigga-ass Hypebeast niggas, now back to the album
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