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Listen Everybody Heat up your medicine Listen Everybody Heat up your medicine Money on my mind Like my main hoe Been broke so 100 grand  Make me feel grown Put a couple bitches in the crib  With a pole in the middle With a pool in the back And I pull up on a horse   With a wax coat Why the f*ck my friends hoes Turn em into foes You know how the f*ck it goes Nowadays everybody on they phone So I stick my foot out  Hoping that they fall I'm a carry on winning  Ain't no one can stop me 'Till my time up  Imma have my guns up It's a cold world Pretty bitch on my dick But she still feel empty Cuz you don't find love in the club Better luck next time I'm just a text off Cuz we both know We in it for a good time Not a long time  Life short  So is my patience  Life span Short and it's dangerous  Ima bad guy With good aim 3 digits on my dash  80 ain't do it Hop to the future I'm on a rush This shit blow up Like Bush in charge  This shit blow up  Like Bush in charge Got the Israelis  Dancing on the van Cash don't stop And my bars don't either I'ma keep going till you wake up Simulation end When you beat it One on one nah I'm a boss I'm beat it Too bad only got one life One life Always stay high because a motherfucker never feel low I'm micro dosed on mi fungi But I ride by Amplified by my God I've been up for the past 7 nights You're some side mission on my way to the top Some side mission on my way to the top Burnin' burnin' through these crops like vermin Swerving german, smokin' Sherman, getting' more head than Herman Can't you see the world is burnin'? Can't you see the world is burnin'? Lay me in the streets BBQ my meat BBQ my meat I'm out here trying to feed these bitches Chance this winds up hell is high But I, can't remember the way I died I guess I accidentally dropped my piece of the pie And now there's ants in the carpet America land of the free base And getting head on the freeway The country slips in education But we got the fastest racists The only immigrants you snort Mail order bride ride a brand new Porsche Of course, I plan to be comfortable in my grave Unless iPhone karma reincarnate me as a Chinese slave Until then I'm out here smoking a Durban, wearing a turban And getting an earful Isn't it appropriate to appropriate a culture Had to carry on like I'm a vulture Keep on barking at me you hyena There ain't really nothing between us It's vegan I don't want any beef like I'm a Hindu I'm already losing the battle to my world view From my perspective the planet is on fire Every politician around the world a liar They're all out here adding their fuel to the flame Ain't it a shame, well, charge it to the game Don't hate the clown - hate the circus The world burning itself on purpose And so am I Cleanse my mind Put my blunt in the sky From low to high Can you make it hot? by Do Or Die They call me Domingo Car color flamingo They know it's me but they can't see in the window Limo tint darker than Delroy Lindo Out here stacking the bread like I'm Bimbo
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