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Kane season

Fucking my pastor daughter

In two Jesus pieces

Dropping this blow on the basement

Floor my Yeezys squeaking

Repping the fin I pledge

Allegiance undefeated

Fuck the forty acres and the mule

They gave us niggas the evils

Hot pots spoons and needles

Sold a piece of crack to polices

Mario Van Peebles

Serving every prom queen

And pookie with that vanilla smoothie

Scary Gary my nigga

My neighborhood something like Fallujah

Vladimir banana clip move

With Russian collusion shooters

Fuck a track ho selling

That pussy on computers

Pimpin'll never die Chad Butler

In Heaven chuckin' deuces

Trunk of deuce of hard white fish

Then I made a wish

A smoker scrubbin' down my kitchen

I'm never gon' wash a dish

It's Mr. Clean Pine-Sol all Palmolive

These niggas don't know how hard

You ridin' for they ass 'til you park it

In 1998 I sold a Glock 19 chopper

2018 I'm finna reclaim my fucking

Time and cop the Rollie flooded

Maxine Waters fuck your poison

Keep your vaccines off us

We got a reality star in the goddamn

Office quite like the Reagan days

Fernando said they used to move

Chickens in the Noriega days

I disrespect his name and he signed

My face with a razor blade

Baby Tony top of the family

Like Johnny Sacrimoni

Choppin' up this block white top

In some Yohji Yamamotos

Whoever kill him first gon' get promoted

Boy I was getting away with murder

Before Denzel fucked Viola

Gangsta Kane

Young nigga dope money

Just have at it nigga

Make money more money

Mathematics nigga

But the broke hoes

They coming for your money nigga

Play low I mean low

Like no money nigga

Young nigga dope money

Just have at it nigga

Make money more money

Mathematics nigga

But the broke hoes they coming

For your money nigga

Play low I mean low

Like no money nigga

Look real bars are the ill bars

These scars are the only real

Proof they couldn't kill gods

My coke hand is still

Sketchin' out my memoirs

What I did to door panels

On them Windstars

Gem stars left cuts

In the dinner plates

It's new stash spots

The AC don't just ventilate

Take over your blocks

Young niggas assimilate

We all break bread like going

Dutch on a dinner date

The love of your life rap

Nigga wear fake watches

The serial number

Don't match the gift boxes

The bezel on her ballon

Bleu do the Tinashe

The bitch told me two-tone

Rollies was too blasé

Way more chemical than political

PTSD from what I weighed on the digital

It was snowfall and Reagan

Gave me the visual

Obama opened his doors

Knowing I was a criminal

I took a risk I took a brick

Took a road trip to a Motel 6

Get it wholesale and you

Know I won't tell shit

Ride coattails then he

Really want that lit

Just another in the mix

Nigga I'm rich nigga

Tell me is you Alpo or Mitch nigga

Bet it all roulette all on my wrist nigga

Like Cleo setting it off

Taking your bitch nigga ooh

Young nigga dope money

Just have at it nigga

Make money more money

Mathematics nigga

But the broke hoes

They coming for your money nigga

Play low I mean low

Like no money nigga

Young nigga dope money

Just have at it nigga

Make money more money

Mathematics nigga

But the low low

Like talking to baby mama nigga

Fake rap tell that bitch

This is that show money nigga