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It's crazy how we living in a time
When millionaires flipping, commit suicide
Niggas who we used to call lames back in the day
Became today's cool guys
So pardon me if I'm looking a lil' confused
And a lil' bit baffled by all this wow shit
Why you buying jeans that don't fit
Or rocking skirts and then having the nerve to call it stylish
Well, my niggas need a lil' room in they jeans
So the gun sit comfy when we stand up
Niggas see me and be like God, what's good
I be like same shit, just tryna stay up out them handcuffs
Man up, we fuck your plans up 'cause we gamblers
Not just gamblers but we scramblers
And plus, I'm an early '80's baby
I grew up reciting Naz Jones and Jay Z

Clip in the Glock, my niggas hitting the block
And plus, we getting the guap
I hit the mall and I shop and then I'M GONE
If they ask who am I tell 'em the god of super fly and the SUIT AND TIE
Bitches still popping, ain't no reason to stop
I'm an aerial shot, I turn their heads into spots and then I'M GONE
If they ask who am I tell 'em the god of super fly and the SUIT AND TIE

When I rap, I give you piece of mind
Through my verses you hear the deepest lines
Like poverty just increases crime
I'm the best, you 'bout to see the signs
With no glasses, you can see my grind
Hit the club, seen with a fleet of diamonds
I mean this, I'm the meanest when it come ??
Tell these pussy niggas to fuck off
I ain't talking if the conversation ain't about a dollar
My niggas on the block, pumping pieces
Watching detectives in this Chevy Impala
Put the kid in any town, any jungle, any ghetto, I be a survivor
I'm only 5'8 in my stature
But my character's too big to size up


Clip in the Glock, my niggas hitting the block
And plus, we getting the guap
I hit the mall and I shop and then I'M GONE
If they ask who am I tell ‘em the god of super fly and the SUIT AND TIE
Bitches still popping, ain't no reason to stop
I'm an aerial shot, I turn their heads into spots and then I'M GONE
If they ask who am I tell 'em the god of super fly and the SUIT AND TIE


Clip in the Glock, my niggas hitting the block
And plus, we getting the guap
I hit the mall and I shop and then I'M GONE
If they ask who am I tell 'em the god of super fly and the SUIT AND TIE
Bitches still popping, ain't no reason to stop
I'm an aerial shot, I turn their heads into spots and then I'M GONE
If they ask who am I tell 'em the god of super fly and the SUIT AND TIE

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