I put my city first,
now I'm ripping hundred They kinda like my son,
one of Buratoko And I'm a Nyadja,
they call me Pimkoma I'll put four chiefs in my four,
see them all in coma,
When men wear robes,
that's when people call me Jebets,
Now I'm spending more cash than to lose their faces,
It's all about the money,
I go use your senses,
Che look and suck all them,
all I do is business,
In the wheelers born,
I need to make a name,
I'll pay the last call when they belay belu,
If you make the right turn,
you go blow like Delegoo,
My niggas, they won't make you profit later,
Real niggas stand still,
fake is common, go In a fa' country,
don't ever come around my door,
And I'm a Sun Tsun,
here we work for you better,
Oh, I'ma pull you six feet without my gun They say this dig is so sick,
but they love my flow If them booty so thick,
then my mind is gloat If my fish should show fizz on the biz and Oh,
that place around my home is the nya that I sit on,
though I see the first,
I'm ripping hundred They kinda like my son,
Wanaburu Taka And my nya, they call me Pimkoma I'll put four chiefs in my four,
see them all in coma,
When men wear robes,
that's when people call me Jebets,
Now I'm spending more cash than to lose their faces,
It's all about the money,
I go use your senses Che look and suck all them,
all I do is business,
One may help you packaging the load,
but my strategy I know the road with four boys is all about the money,
Gilly Push your pride and never,
see the more they look,
the less they see My flow's set in a prophecy,
it's not my fault,
Oh, sin is shit, all this money I fall,
I see my wealth,
now my price is in the head,
For my mother, I go be coca-papa,
I see this life set in a fantasy,
Everything's fake, real niggas stay scarce,
I'd rather stay with the M.I.C.

Lord, I pray, amen, lead me through,
amen Fight for me,
you ain't no trying to hold me down,
Amen, in God we trust,
amen, hallelujah, amen, amen, amen, hallelujah, amen Lord, I pray,
amen,
lead me through,
amen Fight for me,
you ain't no trying to hold me down,
Amen, in God we trust,
amen,
hallelujah,
amen,
amen,
amen, hallelujah, amen I put my city fast,
now I'm ripping hundred,
They kind of like my son,
Wanabura Taka They call me baby,
come on, I'm a fattie for my four seeded, holy coma,
I put my city fast,
now I'm ripping hundred,
They call me baby, come on,
I put my city fast,
now I'm ripping hundred They kind of like my son,
Wanabura Taka They call me baby, come on