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Mulsanne
God light with lightning
Ima die like a Viking
Pull her panties to the side
She gon ride like I like it
Plenty n***as want a glimpse
Just because they not invited
I’ll pull up in boots from Nike
Just to spite the suit and tie shit
Nothing personal it’s just personally how I carry my persona
Bitches tried to curse me with tales of how i’ll burry under karma
Bill Murray I’m a charmer
My intellect is my armor
With the passion and loyalty of a suicide bomber
I’m the one she couldn’t handle
She’ll never forget
Them art n***as’ll give you dick
But they ain’t living for shit
So many names I never heard until now that the dust settled
I got over my depression so now I can fuck better
This the voice of millions
N***as acting like I ever had a choice with feelings
Only had a choice with dealing
I can see the crows circle
I can feel the vultures spinning
Is it love if my net worth gets to hit 40 million?
I’m tying loose ends
I’m tryna gain respect while tryna lose friends
I’m on Sun Tzu
But with my n***as Liu Kang
You know what the gun do
You know that your boo came
Hate that that’s a true thang
Game winner n***a Ima need like 2 rings
Greatest trick the devil ever dealt was making you think I was too lame
This that vintage Lewis like I just left Flex crib from making Bruce Wayne
Muddied up my shoe strings
Move me from this Honda Civic right into a Mulsanne
I don’t need to dig from my past
I’m feeling new shame
Self love is a new game
Fixed my left brain and now these bitches slop with new brain
Dye my hair blonde and see if shorty wanted to do things
A taste for Brandy coated hors d’oeuvres
I’m talking new tang
Fuck your favorite rapper
Me alone is the new Wu-Tang