to count a million cash then grind like I’m broke
devil want these niggas hate they own kind
gotta be Illuminati if a nigga shine
oh we can’t be a nigga if a nigga rich?
oh we gotta be the devil that’s some nigga shit.
make money, no vacation
god say “son, you don’t wanna go down”
now you praying in that trap when you hear that gun sound
it is no coincidence
that god choose to use my brethren
to show the magnitude of these ties I’m severing
go and kiss they cousin yes, they kissing cousins, Toya’s kissin’ Muffin worse then that, they go home and kiss they husband that shit’s disgusting -c
obama said “chill, you gonna get me impeached”
but you don’t need this shit anyway
chill with me on the beach