“You ain’t God” was the quote I remember.
It’s funny cus I prayed to him in that rental.
I told her “shut up”
She’s not good for my mental.
Pearled a few whites.
I’m not talking ‘bout dental.
I had to pray for that dog in a kennel.
You do it big but to him it looks little.
I handle beef like I served a McGriddle.
Why double the profits?
My option’s to triple.
Malcolm’s my cousin but not in the middle.
Making shit hard don’t make sense when it’s simple.
High school’s the time I would rock out with Gimble.
Girls would go wild and show us their dimples.
She’s in my room and she calls it her Temple.
I’m making waves.
At best your’s a ripple.
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