It be like queen's kid with the face like Jim the Anvil
Night hard, I play the part smoking night shot
My mind's sharp like a shape off from Dominicans
There's no confession when I'm sending fucking cinnamon
Women rocking, double colored, leaning in front of beginning
I see you lie, you use pretending, better watch who you be befriending
My shit is profound, I shoot the pistol with the whistle sound
And cast the show before I hit the ground
Then pill off just like the skin of the pepper
Order jacket that I'm packing 'cause I'm twisted in level
Don't get it twisted, keep the biscuit sour but shake its shadow
Getting fly just like the ship with the feathers
You could be laying face down if you sold shoes
Or leave you covered in a blanket man, you won't lose
I'm from a place where kids are shaking for some cold shoes
Hand out of pocket with a hakey on a bold trouce, it's me
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