Cashflow

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(Verse 1) (I aint tryna famous but I wont be nameless
 
Bitch Im takin you throne consider yo self over thrown
 
Ya Cant afford a - poncho,Ya aint worth a - peso
 
Im a lyrical maestro 'n' I dont fuck wit yayo
 
You be rocking them velcro, I be clocking all that dope
 
Im never exposed, I be blowin fat O's
 
Im fly as a Pharaoh, I'm the rapping Jack Sparrow
 
Throwin back that jack, Adaptin to this track
 
Talkin all that smack, gonna make yo lungs collapse
 
These rhymes getting sicker, you consuming all these facts
 
Perhaps its fire like this making icecaps waste away
 
Aint nobody concerned I got bills to pay and they due today
 
I'm a protege of Tomorrow so I come back, Everyday
 
Some call me albino cuz I aint tan like amigo
 
im Takin all ya chicos, blazing on that hydro
 
Ramming thru like a rhino, Be standing like akimbo n watch me limbo )
 
(Hook) You fantasizing, I'm terrorizing till I see that sun risin'
Im servin my time, Spitting these ryhmes
You imitating an education, and that shits devastating)
 
verse 2 ( I'm Living Heaven on earth, I aint even gotta flirt
 
I'm still making ya bitch squirt, -What was that?- Your words gettikinda slurred
 
 
 

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WhiteBlood
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