Wide Margins

Scrape the plate at the 5-Star
The namesake stainless, You can blame on my pride dog
Niggas on the road to riches in a sidecar
Baggies in the stomach while you niggas swallowed tide pods, The difference too wide pa
Question if I hold it down not debatable
Gave niggas my wave and they only fathomed a wading pool
I'm out the pit like a peach core and running game like I'm G4
Nigga turned bitch I turned my misses to a resource
We been calculated, The wrist fascinating, Mismatch ya favorite
Flowing like the wrist lacerated
About face I dont take no talking out the neck
Pound cake what I'm chalking up the set
See the pockets healthy
Dropping gems you niggas dropping selfies
Drop your limbs if you rumble me
Cut up over MHOP since Pac in the dungarees
Instead of dead or fed time, I'm on the option #3
Running till the lungs release
Bred thorough like a triple crown, Tell young I can front a g
Each one til other is taught
Honor the cut of the cloth

Of course a nigga fly, Never feeding the fall
You can see it in my eyes or read it in palms
I ain't been sleeping at all, Yeah, I ain't been sleeping at all

Of course a nigga fly, Never feeding the fall
You can see it in my eyes or read it in palms
I ain't been sleeping at all, Yeah, Cuz we reaping it all (Yeah, yeah)



Credits
Writer(s): Kadeem Mcintosh, Malcom Martin
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