I don’t give a f#ck about the outcome
Just make sure I get paid
Tony Montana to these damn scums
Pull up on me if you want the fade
Pendleton down to the socks
Innovative because I paved the way
You’re fake because I don’t rock with
Your smackdown and sexy play
I don’t give a f#ck about your problems
Tell that b#llsh#t to a therapist
I don’t rock with any pessimist
And you can tell like it was evident
I address the room with elephants
You take me out of my element
We can get down and settle it Cuz
Mr. Pedro riding round angel town never move slow
Dropping the top of my Foreign so old
b#tches they tell me they loving my clothes
They loving my flows, nosy
Moving like fans and I’m only
Going like onyx and stony
Solely, I am the one like I’m Obi
007, Osama bin Ladan
Assassinate commas like baby mamas alimony
Homie, I deserve a damn Tony
Conquer and hopping these islands
Like armies and tyrants In search for blood diamonds
Like it was some trophies, holy
Ballon d’Ors like goalies
Life is kind of cold while I’m swerving on this road b#tches come b#tches go, baby, what you wanna know
Life is strange but it flows when you’re swerving the potholes
Pendleton down to the socks because your boy spits so cold
Life is kind of cold while I’m swerving on this road b#tches come b#tches go, baby, what you wanna know
Life is strange but it flows when you’re swerving the potholes
I Pendleton down to the socks cause a b#tch on the knees and her mouths too—
Life‘s gone to sober
Life is going so well
b#tches on my damn dick
In sunny Southern California
I’m not here to pretend
Don’t tell me that you’re my n#gg#
I don’t really give a f#ck
f#ck with my solitude
I’ll go so cold?
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