Lyrics:
Watch real estate, that's Richard Mille Patek
Richard Mille Patek, you don't want static (no static)
Money on the head, leave 'em dead, automatic (no)
They need 'em young
Obese n' dumb, libido charged
For real they'll come apart
When the heat goes hard
I fucking hum n' I'll make 'em repeat their
accounts to a safe
Might go million estate
Bitch I'm Self made, Self Paid
I get infinite weight
Taking risk ain't afraid
Ballin out in L.A.
These is
multiple real estate properties
You are bankrupting the economy
cs the homeless rise to the other human race
Here is one who thinks he is the man
the people turn up
Church keys make the church folks sing
Church folks sing, church folks sing
Love over hate, love over hate
I'm here for that
Real
pours
Light up a cigar celebrate my windfall
I don’t do average
I’m taking massive actions
The plan is to own 2.8 billion dollar
worth of real estate
know that
You are my…
Trailing behind the dumb vanity plates
Out past the outrageous Bloomfield Hills mansion estates
The lunch-timers and sad corporate
our job making the executive sob
Poppy travels and tries new things
She doesn't like the corporate meetings
Income property, estate planning
the
Gym prepping for the scuffle
This 4 dealers, college students
Corporate brothers who Making Stocks double, it don't matter
What you do in life just Make
a fiend do nuthin' against they will
I just leave they eyes so yellow you see em and yield
Whoa, spill the guts of the ones that's not real
So when you
we call it real estate (haha)
Five thousand for the pound, get your curb service (yeah)
Sell a lot of grass, like I got a lawn service (ayy)
It's
Corporate wants to save a dime
Michael feels like it's a crime
That's not a task that's suicide
He gives us money and our food
And as our doctor's
Two bad bitches looking they want bottle service uh
Yeah I can't fall in love I put that on my mom
Yeah I came in with my homies dropping a spirt bomb
that this a win
Actin' like I ain't that nigga, so we all just gon' pretend?
Flippin' weight to real estate, I'm corporate thuggin' 'til the end
(If
fooling nobody in this community dude
With your little fake Manhattanville community group
Ivy league real estate firms are corrupt
They lay siege
aCCENT)
"One of you two's gonna have to
Step up to the plate and
Be a dad to this kid anyone can
Be a sperm donor but it
Takes a real man to be a dad"
I’d
beyond the reservation
And, the freeway's collapsing
A constant reminder of plans gone awry
Speculators watching real estate investments going dry
THE CREAM WAS BUILDING OUR SELF ESTEEM
BACK WHEN ALL WE WANTED WAS A ROLLIE NIGGA
A CUBAN LINK JESUS PIECE THAT WAS HOLY NIGGA
NOW WE OWN REAL ESTATES WIT
become fascists too
The fiscal conservatives don't know what they purpose is
Money on the war then they cut the goods and services
Murderous, corporate
losin' they shit. No one
Who you know
Who can do it by himself, don't need no ones help. No one
Who you know
Whos got my back where the real ones at? Show
Self-proclaimed punisher
Delusional abusive little maggot
Armed to the teeth and out for blood
Preying on the defenseless makes you feel like a real
real estate agent
The beach-comber, the roamer
And the girl in a coma
Babe, I'm on fire
Yeah, babe, I'm on fire
Well, the old rock'n'roller
With
real estate agent
The beach-comber, the roamer
And the girl in a coma
Babe, I'm on fire
Yeah, babe, I'm on fire
Well, the old rock'n'roller
With
war's need
Got their own purpose
There's more than four speeds on that Porsche Turbo
It's sitting on four g's like my phone service
I'm out here
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