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love kill
You loyal I can't kill
Carbon copy cause they ain’t real
I done cried an ocean cried a river
Only love for what you got and give em
Whoa whoa

the joint
And they jerk themselves
Spell it out man "A.T.P."
A for game Aces sip your tea
T for the posers Moses groping
Ocean spread far with the model

thinking like a hustler do
Solving situations just like Scooby Doo
GQ model stopped up at the corner store to take a poop
Peeled off just like bananas
Carbon

a shelter
To hide from the snow

Well people have oceans
And monkeys have land
If we stop being doubtful
And slaying our man
Everything here
Might just blow

a shelter
To hide from the snow

Well people have oceans
And monkeys have land
If we stop being doubtful
And slaying our Man
Everything here
Might just blow

reeking of C.R.E.A.M
The gold bottle, drinking gold bottles, gun on my hip
I'm not a role model, bullets in the air, I'll make your soul follow
I win