Grammy Speech

[Hook]

Here's my grammy speech

Wanted to be famous for the money,

Cars, clothes and hoes to change me

Illuminati, want my mind soul and my body

Secret society, tryna keep they eye on me

Never pray to god, god i pray to john gotti

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[Verse 1]

How do you picture you're death at a funeral

I imagine myself, hooked to a respiratior, Eyes dialated

Women, keep sending yo seeds from the earth, sun, and the moon

I grew up with a silver spoon in my mouth

I been going coast to coast,

Tryna stay close to god but the devil roast,

There's only one god, boy you're far from close

So imma just write and leave my grammy speech

I wanted to be famous, money, cars, clothes, and hoes

To change me

I wanted to be the greatest by the time i hit Twenty Three

Funny how money, chains and whips make me feel free

Oh, he got money, he must be illuminati

Feeling so rich, imma call the paparazzi

But before i do that:

[Hook]

Here's my grammy speech

Wanted to be famous for the money,

Cars, clothes and hoes to change me

Illuminati, want my mind soul and my body

Secret society, tryna keep they eye on me

Never pray to god, god i pray to john gotti

X3