Termanology

Psycho Les on the beat

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Baby

I'm Mayweather, Pacquiao, and Tyson in one

I'm the triflest one, aiming the rifle at nuns

We be fighting for fun hands on the knife or the gun

It's just life in the slum, henny on ice with the rum

This shit sound like I'm riding on a horse back

Before straps back in the days on a war path

I toured half the world and made them all mad and more sad

Cause I keep picking up more bags

Federal notes from the quotes I wrote

That's how it's supposed to go

I make the posters glow

I'm Superfly Jimmy Snuka and fights go cooking with rice

Get it right ain't no cooking it twice

The presence is holy this is what the reverend told me

I should spread the word a God cause His message consoles me

You don't need a froze neck or a Rolly

Cause dem stick up boys will use your fucking head as a trophy

Y'll been trying to live mellow, living in fresh meadows

But I can still pop up quick with big metal

And fuck staying on the block with dem wavy thots

I'm trying to save a lot a money, let this paper talk

I have dreams of laying on money piles and swimming in youth fountains

Counting wit my accountants

I'm in the mountains making them crowds bouncing

Them titties too tinted out old school 52

They praying on my downfall but they never win

Sometimes your biggest enemies could be your best of friends

It seems the hatin and the jealousy will never end

You think I'm fittin to fall off? Homie guess again

Guess again

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Homie guess again

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You think I'm fittin to fall off? Homie guess again

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You think I fittin to fall off? Homie guess again

I'm Stephen King meets Scorsese your boy crazy

Aaron Rodgers with rockets ba ba ba more Brady

Dior Navy pea coat I floss baby

I'm in the Porshce daily, all my tours wavy

400 on the kicks dinner Ruth Chris

TMZ wanna put me in they news clips

I'm acting now you can catch me in them new flicks

Your dude's slick Razor Ramone with the toothpick

Leather seats in the new one, scraping up some new buns, a million chicks with some used jugs

I'm smooth cuz hooded down goosed up

Gucci gloves Airforce 1's matching them new guns

Kanye shrugs to all the nay sayers and straight haters

I make paper with the taste makers

Connects with Puff diamonds is a special cut

Best a luck, only thing left for us is to level up

We level up, level up

We level up, level up

Only thing left is for us to level up

We level up, level up

We level up, level up

Only thing left is for us to level up

They praying on my downfall but they never win

Sometimes your biggest enemies could be your best of friends

It seems the hatin and the jealousy will never end

You think I'm fittin to fall off? Homie guess again

Guess again

Guess again

Guess again

Homie guess again

Guess again

You think I'm fittin to fall off? Homie guess again

Guess again

Guess again

Guess again

Guess again

You think I'm fittin to fall off? Homie guess again

Guess again

Guess again

Guess again