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I swap out vé-Her for JR, I'm far from Dallas
I fuck slavery, I sell white to Obama
I refuse to be submissive, I’m stepping out in style
I’m a lion, not a sheep, I’m like baba

I’m hanging in the city full of vices
My mouth is full but I gotta taste the void
The mirror’s clear, the face is shattered
We sing in public but our tears are private
And for the record, I’m not a Hollywood star
Fuck it, I’m doing Beverly Hills
No point in playing tough, we’re chill
Even two Glocks can give you peace
I’m QLF, shirt and Miami
Too paranoid to be buddy-buddy
And fuck it, I’m not a Hollywood star

I swap out vé-Her for JR, I'm far from Dallas
I fuck slavery, I sell white to Obama
I refuse to be submissive, I’m stepping out in style
I’m a lion, not a sheep, I’m like baba
I just want a fresh cocktail (fresh) with a little umbrella
Fuck your busted hookah (busted), we’re all about Al Capone cigars
And tchi, and tchi, ah-ah-ah (ah-ah-ah)
I just want a fresh cocktail (fresh)

No features, dude, no sucking dick
Represent my crew right, in the shit like in the music
Yeah, you can’t understand the story of a life
So don’t ask questions or interview my dick
Peace, peace, peace, peace
We gotta spend this cash for our people in this life before we dip
All the streets are empty and the windows look at us
Twisted soul in the city, we scare your jnoun
A cold stare at the blunt
I’m throwing cash like back in the day just to see
3ami, just family, we fuck them in slow-mo
I love you more than my life, your laugh gets me through
It started in the zoo, in the hate for the cops
In the stress, in the heat, in the shots near my crew
Then money separated us, not for long, just for life
I’m touring the world, I’m getting high, I’m bored
I hit the stage, my friend, they scream my name
I would’ve taken you on a tour of the hood when I was selling the Niaks
Twisting it up, I’m out, I’m gone
Almost everything bores me, except for the fucking

I’ve smoked too much, pierced too much
Other than that, we penetrate them
I break the dreams of your girl, we take the world without living
The world or nothing, father to son
Nine-one-ties

I swap out vé-Her for JR, I'm far from Dallas
I fuck slavery, I sell white to Obama
I refuse to be submissive, I’m stepping out in style
I’m a lion, not a sheep, I’m like baba
I just want a fresh cocktail (fresh) with a little umbrella
Fuck your busted hookah (busted), we’re all about Al Capone cigars
And tchi, and tchi, ah-ah-ah (ah-ah-ah)
I just want a fresh cocktail (fresh)