Beef bacon exquisite as I swivel my pivot they got pastrami and biscuits, you know I broker a visit. Front door like who is it? Coors Light and some bitches, it’s sophisticated dining, ambiance you can’t mimic. I did it, I fuckin did it in hieroglyphics wit spinach, you can’t understand my green unless you been here a minute. Maybach is tinted, they shot at me, no gimmick. Whoa lord, I stroll through my city just big belly, big business. Ugh, I’m living lavish, if I want it I can have it. Eating take out every sunset, I can’t finish so I bag it. I’m dedicated but driving inebriated, these bastards see that I made it so they had a need to hate it. Getting faded wit Meek Milly, chartered jets direct to Philly, martyred vets on tracks get silly, I just count my money like, really?
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