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I'm about that adding commas, fuck a minus

working on these raps daily for the finest triumph

millions with a dream only few make it happen

im dreaming of a million in my pocket off of rapping

thousand dollar rolly on my wrist, i can envision it

good vibrations, i know that you feelin em

creating my path

cremating this cash to ash is the form of a blunt, dutch masters

in this game, i win. i skunk.

i am gold, i don't need to to stunt

i just need some drums then i let these flows out

explode sound, bass break the boze down, bitch put your nose down

you aint shit

none of you fuckers are