Matrimony
I was born sick
Now just wait til I get tired
Imma get to killing fuckers
In my sleep man I'm on fire
I bring 'em closer to God
Like a preacher and a choir
Shit they already dead
And they ain't even realize it
I'm lightyears ahead
And everything is on sched
I get it popping like I'm on meds
They say they got a wave but I'm the wave cap
Bitch I'm on heads
I introduce that hoe to a blade
I'm on edge
And I just sharpened that
I go out and hustle on the corners where it's darkest at
Iron out a niche
And then I go on head and market that
Up it to the max flip it
Then begin to run it back
Open hand I make it slap
I like em choosy bad and bougie
And half a floozy
Just watch your footing
You stepping to me it's a doozy
I keep a queue full of Suzy's
I'm feeling real groovy
I got it bubbling hot and wet
It's a whole Jacuzzi
The pussy going south
And all the numbers going north
I'm slanging dope
To everyone that got a nose to snort
I'm killing shit look in my face
You don't see no remorse
I'm married to the game
And we ain't never getting divorced
I stopped chasing after hoes
When chemo cleared the cancer up
I realized that most of 'em
Want a man but need a manager
You ain't got the drive
Then stay in the passenger grabbing nuts
Only flowers I ever gave a bitch
Made of cannabis
I got a small circle
I keep it dot sized
But I got a long reach
Shit I mean God size
They say that all people equal
Only in God's eyes
I'm a hot potato
What the fuck is all these small fries
Now make it snappy
With my happy meal don't screw my order
Don't play with me I'm balling out
And you'll lose every quarter
These suckers Obi with the hoeskis
I don't never force em
I like em bending and breaking
They all must do contortion
I keep some options
Stocks bonds and commodities
Get rid of your oddities
We can go on this odyssey
You see the quality
And its piquing your curiosity
I'm free falling
Through this fuck at terminal velocity
The pussy going south
And all the numbers going north
I'm slanging dope
To everyone that got a nose to snort
I'm killing shit look in my face
You don't see no remorse
I'm married to the game
And we ain't never getting divorced
Now just wait til I get tired
Imma get to killing fuckers
In my sleep man I'm on fire
I bring 'em closer to God
Like a preacher and a choir
Shit they already dead
And they ain't even realize it
I'm lightyears ahead
And everything is on sched
I get it popping like I'm on meds
They say they got a wave but I'm the wave cap
Bitch I'm on heads
I introduce that hoe to a blade
I'm on edge
And I just sharpened that
I go out and hustle on the corners where it's darkest at
Iron out a niche
And then I go on head and market that
Up it to the max flip it
Then begin to run it back
Open hand I make it slap
I like em choosy bad and bougie
And half a floozy
Just watch your footing
You stepping to me it's a doozy
I keep a queue full of Suzy's
I'm feeling real groovy
I got it bubbling hot and wet
It's a whole Jacuzzi
The pussy going south
And all the numbers going north
I'm slanging dope
To everyone that got a nose to snort
I'm killing shit look in my face
You don't see no remorse
I'm married to the game
And we ain't never getting divorced
I stopped chasing after hoes
When chemo cleared the cancer up
I realized that most of 'em
Want a man but need a manager
You ain't got the drive
Then stay in the passenger grabbing nuts
Only flowers I ever gave a bitch
Made of cannabis
I got a small circle
I keep it dot sized
But I got a long reach
Shit I mean God size
They say that all people equal
Only in God's eyes
I'm a hot potato
What the fuck is all these small fries
Now make it snappy
With my happy meal don't screw my order
Don't play with me I'm balling out
And you'll lose every quarter
These suckers Obi with the hoeskis
I don't never force em
I like em bending and breaking
They all must do contortion
I keep some options
Stocks bonds and commodities
Get rid of your oddities
We can go on this odyssey
You see the quality
And its piquing your curiosity
I'm free falling
Through this fuck at terminal velocity
The pussy going south
And all the numbers going north
I'm slanging dope
To everyone that got a nose to snort
I'm killing shit look in my face
You don't see no remorse
I'm married to the game
And we ain't never getting divorced
Credits
Writer(s): Garry Don Jr Richardson
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