THIRTY-SIX // NO ORDINARY TRADE

Ayeee... Beeeyoootch! Wooo, sheesh! I'm concentrating, on coming down I can no longer stomach now How opponents wanna come around From another route cuz they see me with a ton of clout I recall some in doubt Never buy it with my stomach out Pops rather gimme a handshake, before a hug So get to the point before the slug 4 lovers over 3 decades I'm 2 wavy Only one knew my middle name, why they lazy? After they forsaking the Lord take me Out they misery, into pools of fatherless babies Ms. Vicky butcher the fish head, dip it in the fish grease Now it's on the plate that she fix me And it simply, exhibit how to decapitate and serve niggas With a side of scotch whiskey Tango and a Foxtrot Set up success so I cannot flop When I drop, they hit the pop lock Knock knock, pause the orgy Crush the glass pipes, blow the safe Redbone meth head, you know his face Fucked up my ankle, so I won't run or hide away When shit is popping off like aluminum in microwaves Unbothered, when they stunts mad callous Making me the stepping stone, now they bout to lose their balance, bwoy Vindication by every indication Bout to f*ck em over Peezy Dick-in-son, penitration And this for the day ones, so we all flourish Call the dope organic, charge more for it This a new thug premise, your luck different Hoes mad, fucking on the bus with the bed bugs in it I don't count likes, I'm counting up the invoices Inner voices endorse my winning choices Vision too big for budgeting The asking price ain't budging Need to get cousin off the substance Crackheads, I don't ever question Losing teeth in the fights against, systemic oppression President, King, always head of the shit I'm bringing decadence cuz that's what black excellence woo!