![]() On the top of the hundred grand, fuck bet I standīuddy, that's a bad start, food stamps in the packed mart This whole shit started out real, bitch bet I canĪnd I do it with Casio and a farmers tan and If the world had name for me, I’d be slumarican When the shit is sitting in front of your face ![]() You window shopping and can’t see the gift I know you’d dig a hole six feet deep with a spoon I was swimming in so much dope I had break my life jacket out When they said the rap game was in the drought The things loaded, I put that on my great grand daddy named Otis Got a bitch in the back room with a open mouth ah Know you love to call it foul, say hip hop ain't in the south I believe in my wits, enough to believe on my kidsĬhevy’s on the wish list, no Santa Clause, no m’am, no problems To put a cyst and desist on this heat that I spit, shit, bitch! ![]() Oh man, I’m standing on top of the motherfucking hundred grandĪin’t no reason to quit, what the fuck I look like You think I give a fuck about you pussies, not at all I’m standing on top of the motherfucking hundred grand
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