Chimera

Picture perfect Walter Johnson Hundred grand and Countin But my shawty doin Time in county Got caught with them ounces And my little homie's body Just got founded in the fountain He was in the club and Shot the bouncer So they took it out up on His baby momma Baby boy And did it all in silence If I knew that it was rowdy This might never woulda happened I just wanted to be happy Livin lavish, steady stackin I was told to get the garments Whippin weight was Hella harmless Move my way up on the Charts and Show the block Who's the strongest It's survival of the fittest When ya clothes not Fittin And ya hot water missin And ya kin never listenin Took advantage of The hood's depression To get rid of my recession Been departed in the badlands Feel like Martin Sheen Lost a soldier It's a bad day In this war scene Homie you a sacrifice Thank God you took one for the team Homie you a sacrifice Thank God you took one for the team I been goin for the Gucci I been juggin for the Jordans Been finessin for the Fendi Flippin for the Ferragamo And the chains on my neck Reminiscent of Elizabeth When she was forced to move to Philly With President Washington Been tight with the green I'm like Robin Hood when I'm robbin hoods Momma told me stay in school I didn't but I prolly could Trauma is apart of God's plan And it's all good And on the Dub I'll always be the man And it's all good