Intro: Verse 1
Dreaming everybody fade around me,
no more putting work in for the street nah,
everybody down on their knees now,
i look at you see the beast kinda keen na,
No More stepping on my feet nah,
yeah i'll be lying if i said i never try,
nobody braggin' on the street na, back down,
they can see the evil in my eye nah,
Making money, i get carried away,
cut my wrist take a look at pure cocaine,
Are you feeling any pure pain?
foreplay in the back, full tank of propane
How come i'm breathing? i should of been shot at least three times,
been to the city n' i'm back in the studio, never no free time,
(x2) Running my game like a big shot, fuck up their mind like it's my fault?

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