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Stomach talking to this money like "what we gon' eat?" (Riven Tent(?)) on me he start at 1 2 3 Hard knock life I ain't the one to be Huh, circle smaller than the P I don' wanna tour I ain't the one to meet Smoking on that shit that make Beyonce Yes life, floor, tree he go primate Stomach talking to this money like "what we gonna eat?" (Riven Tent???) on me he start at 1 2 3 Hard Knock life I ain't the one to be Circle smaller than the P I don't wanna tour I ain't the one to meet Smoking on that shit that make Bеyonce Yes life, floor, tree hе go primate Stay in school 'fore you crying on Scared Straight Padded floor on the fool he a macabre fighter Pocket swole UFC put him on ice Payocone(?) get it off with some acetone Get him goin' Slicky Ricky on my collarbone In tha' kitchen trimmin' tree before the (expense will raise(?)) When the dope gone that's when this bitch will leave Had them boy poppin' zannie like they Pez They ain't for ya' got him talkin slow like feds(?) Backstage gettin' tatted up by Mez(?) Quality, yeah you better check your res Know they tired of me I got them guzzilin' like kegs My Momma proud of me I don't give a fuck what a bitch said Stomach talking to this money like "what we gon' eat?" (Riven Tent(?)) on me he start at 1 2 3 Hard knock life I ain't the one to be Huh, circle smaller than the P I don' wanna tour I ain't the one to meet Smoking on that shit that make Beyonce Yes life, floor, tree he go primate Stay in school 'fore you crying on Scared Straight Maybacks I'm embarressed(?) it talk all night I ain't talkin' (seller wrists(?)) salary it ain't light Boy your shit ain't compelling my shit deep like trite (K account(?)) like prosthetic I can't feel what you write Huh, so I guess that shit ain't legible And acceptable? The W hit everything but incredible Gold on my neck I used to rock a silver hair and bow No work on your diss I'll make you eat the curb it's edible Shit you spit out your tongue can't reach my earlobe And the numbers that you get remind me of a zip code Dry ice to that pack get low it done been cold Keep my name out your mouth before you catch a (limp node(?)) Stomach talking to this money like "what we gon' eat?" (Riven Tent(?)) on me he start at 1 2 3 Hard knock life I ain't the one to be Huh, circle smaller than the P I don' wanna tour I ain't the one to meet Smoking on that shit that make Beyonce Yes life, floor, tree he go primate Stay in school 'fore you crying on Scared Straight