Michael Jackson

A-A-A-Arcones
Grr
Grr, yeah
Pew, ja
Huh, huh

If I drop a few lines, we set the street on fire
Here's the one who raps, not the one who shows off the most bling
I don't even buy weed anymore, I have a buddy who covers me
And now I'm smoking ZaZa with two European shorties

I broke the chain and put on a new chain
Gold on my neck that weighs more than my sorrow
We're out of the bad and now we're living the good life
And we erase you like a footprint in the sand

They don't follow my steps, I don't make a single misstep
I left the game because I always excel at it
I don't stay, I always move forward, I put them behind
I have them dancing backwards like Michael Jackson

They say this is easy, but I don't pay attention
Because if they do it, they'll end up looking like clowns
The painted faces end up like the Joker
I don't accept a repeated card in the deck

They're fantasizing about the trap-rapper movie
But deep down we know they're all show-offs
I always have the upper hand but if they want, I'll wait for them
Because playing alone in this game gets boring
I used to be behind but now I'm in first place
I don't do it for the money, I know what it's like to come out of the ghetto

We came up from the bottom with the whole team
And you guys are missing the requirements for this
Counting stacks without committing a crime
I think this is the life we dreamed of as kids

And I have the connect, it comes from Atlanta
They already know who's killing it
I don't go hard because otherwise, it won't hold up
And your crew loves how this sounds
I'm smoking ZaZa, feeling like a Rasta
We went to Spain and came back with dough

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