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Angels & demons
 Beauties & Beast
 Bitches & hoes
 Prisons & prescients
 Stay on my toes when I'm on the road
 Plotting & Scheming
 Friends & Foes
 This game is so cold
 Saints & Heathens
 Live by the code
 That's all that we know
 Angels & demons
 Beauties & Beasts
 Bitches & hoes
 Prisons & prescients
 Stay on my toes when I'm on the road
 Plotting & Scheming
 Friends & Foes
 This game is so cold
 Saints & Heathens
 Live by the code
 That's all that we know
 Street scholar, had to work harder
 Made it a promise then ran up blue dollars
 Take out my problems then drink out the bottle and fuck on a model
 Like Pluto said, free bands space cadet, strip club vet
 Can't tell me shit too solid, young 'bout a check, pay me my respect
 Word is my bond, world in my palms
 South-side fade, that was way back, with the wave cap before you lames
 Now I'm clean with the high tape, outstanding yeah that's the pace
 How the games played
 You can't cross that line, you see the yellow tape
 Can't stand hate that I move a flock but in love with gains
 It's a love and hate, re-up every other day, no way this story's made
 Walk the line Johnny cash, beat your ass like Johnny Cage
 Here to vent my day to day
 You never run out of shit to say but me yes quick to demonstrate
 Bet I faced all my demons and beat the case
 Boy u probably would've digged yourself a grave
 I'm never nothing to be played
 If u seen the pain then leave it there, streets ain't really what it seem
 Only here today because of change
 Yeah go invest, run up your change or remain the same
 Yeah I'm kickin' flav while at ya neck Damon Wayans, Major Payne
 Document me
 Angels & demons
 Beauties & Beasts
 Bitches & hoes
 Prisons & prescients
 Stay on my toes when I'm on the road
 Plotting & Scheming
 Friends & Foes
 This game is so cold
 Saints & Heathens
 Live by the code
 That's all that we know
 Angels & demons
 Beauties & Beasts
 Bitches & hoes
 Prisons & prescients
 Stay on my toes when I'm on the road
 Plotting & Scheming
 Friends & Foes
 This game is so cold
 Saints & Heathens
 Live by the code
 That's all that we know
 This a fatality, goons got no morality
 Silly to challenge me, boy gon' end up casualty
 Ns want beef, but we turn that into sandwich meat
 Bitch I'm a monster, call this bestiality
 Got a phone call my na Jaee Dashh
 No check talk, talking straight cash
 Ns want the crown but they straight ass
 Washed up, no Maytag
 Rolling one deep I'm a lone star like the state flag
 Stay strapped like it's Baghdad, hustle like I'm down to my last bag
 Never been a bitch na, I'm more like a beach na
 It's a whole lotta sweet ns, running round acting like street ns
 Sticky in my swisher sweet sippin' sangria
 Sitting seaside with a tan diva
 She Nelly Furtado, she man eater
 Barrel long nose like an anteater
 Food thought you can eat mine
 Light years ahead na eons
 R. Kelly that ass you get peed on
 Dye your hair all types of neon
 That's not the type of shit that we on
 You powder your nose I could sneeze lines
 Medusa my wrist, I could freeze time
 Take a chill pill, get some Freon
 You peon, na be gone
 Hate weak ns, love weed strong
 Temper short but my D long
 If her skirt on then I skirt off
 Hit that lil bitch with a bird call
 Her red lipstick just get smeared off
 Whiskey my cup, no Smirnoff
 2 girls 1 cup, no beer pong
 Better call a doctor, better call ya mama
 Oh no ns want no drama
 Long hair na with the chopper
 That's a Waka Flocka Chewbacca
 Blaka blaka

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Duration
03:47
Key
1
Tempo
130 BPM

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