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(Verse 1)
It's the old gorilla back from the jungle
Look like a whole key but smells like a half of bundle
Niggas gon have to front you me I got cash with me
And I came short but papi just gon' laugh with me
Niggas gon ride with duffle but when they trash with me
Is you gonna say what you feel or you gonna ass kiss me
I flash 50 got it all in the bag with me
Couple hammers pair black gloves and the mask with me
Clips is ready, when I drift a dezzy
It's the old gorilla back from the jungle
Look like a whole key but smells like a half of bundle
Niggas gon have to front you me I got cash with me
And I came short but papi just gon' laugh with me
Niggas gon ride with duffle but when they trash with me
Is you gonna say what you feel or you gonna ass kiss me
I flash 50 got it all in the bag with me
Couple hammers pair black gloves and the mask with me
Clips is ready, when I drift a dezzy
Turn your strip confetti like I'm Jet Ressety
Selling bricks since petty the game's in the up road
The fiends run around 'cause they ain't getting enough raw
Too much cutting and shit they getting all to me
End up rushin and shit and just blog music
Can't lift the weight to this shit then just jog to it
Can't get no cake to this shit could just starve to it
(Hook) x2
But I'm the alternative
The answer to your questions, your prayers and your blessings
I'm a don you can tell by the aura
Take over any label turn this shit into the cartel
(Verse 2)
What's a king without the drawer, a don
Tell me what's a ring without the stones and enchants
Put your bones in the land
Niggers gonna smell you from a distance
I've played the game rough like I say it with the pistons The realest nigga rapping you can put it in your mama
And since I've been presidential I've been looking like Obama
Bet I cook 'em to inhala put alot of steam on 'em
Cook rad track a shell when I put the beams on 'em
There in no time as soon as a nigga find out
I kill 'em with the bars and last like Amy Winehouse
I'm a bad boy as soon as you pull them shines out
I get the nigga ate up as soon as I pull them 9's out
You tryin' to bend the law please say when
Looking like Denzel and actin' like a caveman
Get your face slim niggas gotta hate rim
When I'm done you gonna need some trenches and some ace band
(Hook) x2
But I'm the alternative
The answer to your questions, your prayers and your blessings
I'm a don you can tell by the aura
Take over any label turn this shit into the cartel
Selling bricks since petty the game's in the up road
The fiends run around 'cause they ain't getting enough raw
Too much cutting and shit they getting all to me
End up rushin and shit and just blog music
Can't lift the weight to this shit then just jog to it
Can't get no cake to this shit could just starve to it
(Hook) x2
But I'm the alternative
The answer to your questions, your prayers and your blessings
I'm a don you can tell by the aura
Take over any label turn this shit into the cartel
(Verse 2)
What's a king without the drawer, a don
Tell me what's a ring without the stones and enchants
Put your bones in the land
Niggers gonna smell you from a distance
I've played the game rough like I say it with the pistons The realest nigga rapping you can put it in your mama
And since I've been presidential I've been looking like Obama
Bet I cook 'em to inhala put alot of steam on 'em
Cook rad track a shell when I put the beams on 'em
There in no time as soon as a nigga find out
I kill 'em with the bars and last like Amy Winehouse
I'm a bad boy as soon as you pull them shines out
I get the nigga ate up as soon as I pull them 9's out
You tryin' to bend the law please say when
Looking like Denzel and actin' like a caveman
Get your face slim niggas gotta hate rim
When I'm done you gonna need some trenches and some ace band
(Hook) x2
But I'm the alternative
The answer to your questions, your prayers and your blessings
I'm a don you can tell by the aura
Take over any label turn this shit into the cartel
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