Burger Me
Al Corleone
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Look at the money I'm making it stack Can't believe that I was stuck in the trap I remember when I slept on the floor I remember I had no where to go But I can't be talking These niggas is plotting and walking Ya Body a drop you see I got the chalk and I'm aiming I swear that they stalking me You thinking burglary I got the pump that I keep for Emergency You tryna beef I tell em Burger Me I feel immortal They neva could bury me You got to hurry cuz I'm like a hurdle I'm hurting these niggas You really don't worry me I am the bomb My shit will murder ya mind I be increasing the crime And The violence The profit its all in the time I'm counting paper That's all in the rhyme And it's Early the morning I'm cooking the product My shorty be bagging a O of exotic It's all in the process Ignoring the gossip I'm really timeless I swear that I got it Know she like it when I rap Acapella Pack I'm a sell it So I got the bezel Wit ice on the Yellow I swear that here The brand new Roc a fella I got to kill it Nobody be realer And I got the beamer That's fresh out the dealer Oh that's ya girl Well my dog kinda feel her He keep the Ben like his last name is steal her Stiller One in a Millie So you got to feel me Red on my hat Like I'm banging the Billy Man we was really serving Smack out the city I done really took the pack Got it busy Stay in my zone but I'm coming up out of my bubble If you need a pack of the strong Then I'm on it Look at the ice and say I got to flaunt it I'm cooking wit curry The kitchen my office God said I'm flawless I swear I'm the hardest I'm passing her off I don't need her regardless I'm out with the bosses We talking bout paper I don't give a f*ck bout a hater Rap I'm a staple I feel like a Laker Cop me a crib and I need a few acres Fast in a car now I feel like a racer Straight to the bank what you think I be smoking the stank Look at the money I'm making it stack Can't believe that I was stuck in the trap 15 I was bussing a pack If you need it Got the strap in the back I remember when I slept on the floor I remember I had no where to go I remember I would bag up a O Cuzzo told me I'm a sell out a show Look at the money I'm making it stack Can't believe that I was stuck in the trap I remember when I slept on the floor I remember I had no where to go But I can't be talking These niggas is plotting and walking Ya Body a drop you see I got the chalk and I'm aiming I swear that they stalking me You thinking burglary I got the pump that I keep for Emergency You tryna beef I tell em Burger Me I feel immortal They neva could bury me You got to hurry cuz I'm like a hurdle I'm hurting these niggas You really don't worry me
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