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Don't get me vexed, like my ex through the text Sending lectures and threats Gas due and the electric is next Listen to REKS, getting bent, sitting on steps Dealing with this writers block, alcoholism and stress Make me want to stab somebody to death Grab the money and flex I've been dying for a different address I've been crying when I sip I'm a mess I'd be lying if I said I never get jealous, it mess with my head Make me want to grab the weapons, have you rest with the dead Bought a new Flint, Guess I'm gonna test em instead Life is like a box of chocolates, you fill you body with toxins And amoxicillin and penicillin to cure your illness But in realness, these medical companies will get you monthly Prescribing me pills that make me ill, just to comfort me Disintegrating your stomach lining With no acknowledgement Quick to take all your dollars But never tell you the side effects Lot of us, we like lotto picks Richest country in the world But let little kids die over crooked insurance policies Shorty it's idiotic, believing in this demonic System created by our forefathers, like George Washington Murderers, we put they face on a dollar bill Ain't shit changed, we murder for a dollar still I had a friend he lost his life over a thousand pills Detectives searching his wallet Inside they said they found his will Ready to die, Talk to God, let him reply Let him see the wisdom and the honesty in your eye Let him free the prisoners incarcerated for lies That's the way to rise, push the plan Satan devised I've been plagiarized, record labels bathing in lies They feeding off our creativity and way that we rhyme Executive decisions and propositions by politicians And other rich men on how many children they going to fix Make me sick, but it's more money to get Hit the slot machine and it said 666 Critical news, alter my political views It's pitiful the way they ridicule, the minute you lose Just like these trife ladies that swallow babies, in a Mercedes And fuck raw, with any shady guy who got the rabies I know where the save it, but just the way they interpretate it Is turn up, you only live once, why waste it? You could trace it back to their parents or simply debate it But no matter how you take it You made that bed that you laying in Not to say that betrayal, something I anticipated But I guess I can identify where it originated We twenty deep in a trap, only one makes it out Thats nineteen left, standing there with they hands out That's mathematics when jealousy the mechanics So your friends will vanish, instead of standing there like a man They just dip, jump ship Funny how the grass is greener But nothing they did was helping feed Reminisce of Aaliyah (right) So why sweat it, there's no loyalty in business Just a bunch of different hypocritical ignorant figures I try to be analytical, and figure out they wishes But every chick is a princess and friends will switch in an instant Depending on the division of dollars you can distribute And what position you could put your friends in That will benefit them By switching up, I could give a fuck, I'm getting bucks, listen up You really rich, then hook your clique up with some You phony rappers manipulating the fans As if you blazing hammers and weighing grams And slanging cane is bananas The truth is your lies are ludicrous, someone Google this I'm about to pull this card out the deck directly and ruin them Makaveli on the celly, he telling me he doing it Cuba weather feeling better than American, screw with us Better to live your life on feet than try to bow down Get shot up in downtown, them bullets surround sound Too many enemies, never know who coming for ya They been warning ya dun, them bullets going spill out your blood I'm thinking differently, been through a lot of misery Fill up the whole vicinity with lyrical calligraphy History shows, if you want to instantly glow All you gotta do is sell your decency and your soul Me I'm on a different road, just strolling through life's tolls Trying to figure out the meaning of life 'fore I go All of this jewelry, clothes, money, cash, hoes What is it really for? How much we really owe? The video budgets the funniest of ugly tricks They make you look rich, throw you back in the hood with shit Them Ramen noodles is bomb when you starving truthfully I'm with an army of thugs that will bug out and will shoot for me I write about my real life, y'all write fantasy raps You ever see the fire fly out a cannon and splash? Somebody shit and they call the pigs and you gotta dash Pray they don't find the guns that we hid in my mother's grass Somehow my enemies just never disappear it get's crystal clear When I look in the mirror and see why they would fear us You know they fear what they don't understand Fearless but a humble man Got my mind set on Europe and Japan The type of money I made overseas from rapping Is more than you made from trapping So really who the hustler man? I'm sitting laughing at you dudes that judging bugging Talking 'bout we underground so we don't see no real money But what's funny is I been to more countries than you could spell for me And I ain't had no Birdman, Russell or Puffy helping me My fans see me in the street, don't know what to expect from me Is he in a Ferrari or is he taking the bus with me Luckily I've been on the winning side of a lot of blessings And aside from the stressing, I gotta say it's impressive But even though I'm on that TV that you stare into Ain't shit changed, the guns or yay' still available