Sweet
• Written by Anonymous
Hold up wait, no heart beat
102 Carlton Court , that’s my street
Your girlfriends man cheat, cheat
I got two baddies on each side thats freak freak
Self-made, 60k the first week
Black and orange Bugatti thats trick or treat
Chasing for the wind but you never win the track meet
Developing cavities cause these bars be too sweet
Somebody call the doctor
To move along, it's even harder
And bet this, i'm a mothafucking monster
Now i got em on they toes cause my flow hotter
Whether it's god almighty, or the almighty dollar
All this is probably karma, you dishonored the father
It's lopsided like a AA college student trying to undertake a d1 scholar
One bullet to the brain, another to your father
My motherfucking doctor said i need a doctor
Gliding through the skies as the slow minds wander
I'm a dogyeah, yeah i rap harder
Pimp of the year, i could smack your daughter
More than fly girl, she's a flying saucer
Im out here by myself, no foster
Look, another day another dollar
That's words to my mama, since i wasn't a starter
A change about to come, big stacks Obama
if you send shots, they come back around like karma
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