Blow (Freestyle)

Malice found religion, Tony found prison I’m just tryna find my way out this fucking kitchen A birds eye view got me channelling my vision Turn one to two now the kilo’s got a sibling Father knows best, wash my hands all's forgiven We kicking up dust like the colosseum floors Walls full of safes like they mausoleum doors Pussy getting wet as she walking through my morgue Grants, Jacksons, no room for George Yeh, the fear of God’s in you muthafuckas This art imitate my life Your World Star Hip Hop fame based off imitation white Eliminate the fool's gold and imitation ice My music for your soul, inspiration for your life Every dime I made in this life wasn't disastrous Help my young bitch see my way through the Bachelors Sent my old bitch right back to get her Masters Same graduation I was clapping in the rafters The truth hurts everytime it’s revealed What goes around comes around, this is life's ferris wheel Grab hold and reverse the steering wheel As I parrallel park, Kentucky Derby on the grill The fact that I’m free lets me know God is great Ten year marathon of me selling concentrate These rappers talk crowns but I’d rather talk fear Villain like Candyman, say my name and I’ll appear No weapon formed against me shall prosper Hakuna matata, feet up sipping java Strolling up the totem poll, what’s my only problem? Scrolling through my Rolodex, who shall bear my toddler So many hands raised as the band plays I’m here now, watch how many nigga's plans change First class flights, Ciroc soaked nights Waking up to models, what a motherfuckin life