I'm in my own atmosphere, call me ozone
Let's walk on these walls like turbo
For real though, that's too bold?
Maybe i'm just like my mother;
She is never satisfied
Waiting on those doves to cry
Then i walk on by
I wanted to give here the weight of the world
In diamonds and pearls
Cause i'm a prince, my father is a king
When i get older i'ma do my thing
We used to be shoulder to shoulder like someone pushed mе
Holes in your socks, you got no pussy
I'm talking sky pages with the fly bеaters
All the drug dealers had to find sneakers
Like Tawanda in the two seater
The Audi 5000? Yeah i gotta get her
(Yeah), this year
There is only one rule
I got the tools do you know it's good fuel
But this ain't Tupac and Omar
And don't think that rooftop is too far
New York streets, summertime, block is hot
Gangsters and gods, somebody call the cops
Like i see, don't make me pop my trunk
After i scope a C-cipher punk
I'm ready to scalp Donald Trump
My commander in chief is running 'em up
These right wing lobbyists can care less
This vote for this evil and settle for less
But jack be nimble, jack be quick
Jack hide the gun, don't get slick
Cause in the streets when we trick for treats
There is no candy
There is no lawyers and there is no Taffy
This year there's no...
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