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Victory i envision, so my is to win.
One look at my arm she like wizzle where skin?
Hating niggas talk, hear they whispers in the wind, but i don't wanna do them harm so i kill them my pen.
Niggas say i'm toro, don't bend.
Root of all evil, guess my bank is of sin.
Couldn't be a suit and tie, tired of barely paying rent. Told 'em fucker i'm numbers so take it on the chin.
The top is a ?, so it's to see what i'm eatin'.
Going on and rolling sweets while i'm tweetin'.
Paradise for a weekend then i'm back in the trap. Never dealt with any still the tats on my back.
Money on my mind, everything's strapped. You getting and playing, teach a class how to act.
Somebody tell youtube i prolly a plaque, couple hundred thousand views and not the dot on my mac.
09's mine, 08 was great. they honor kanye, and paid lil wayne. gucci did it big, but came home and got it straight, and every nigga in the biz did a song t-pain.
No front page, but for those who did...i send them my best wishes the a bitch.
That's why i'm on my shit, new luggage and a flip, shooting all my life no script, no script.