Ft. Curren$y & Domo Genesis

(Intro)
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(Verse)
Uh, don't get yo feelings splitted in this new world
Weak situations turn sour milk for the cellophane
Know a nigga can neva be belished, just understand this
Settle for my leftover scraps, starvin' women, Ferrari engines under glass
? with senoras, this is the upper class
Running through traffic lights, every day livin' like bein' shot the hype
Williams, bitch, I am on the way
Checkin' the mail, check it on the scale, what it say?
Pay what it weigh, no time to waste, I'm on the grind, you seen my face
I'm here to stay, temporary was the FEDs bangin' licence plates
I'm in and out of love with this love hustlin'
Shit got drugs and a suitcase full of bloody money
When we spendin' fo' the jeweler, we don't worry bout nothin'

(Hook)

(Verse 2)
Fuck this life, rap money and sass' bitches
Mad cuz my ankles got achy from all this ass whippin'
I blast it from this backwood, I'm only in it if the cash good
You don't dare to find me, been in that hood
Shot for the top, kinda slim if yo product give me
I'll body everything just to silence my ? instincts
Knowin' when it was war we was there, front line 
Flossin' flawless blewin' torches in the air
The most gorgeous of affairs
Wait to see who I'mma ride with, survival of the fittest
I don't think you survivin' through the night
Pound for pound title, screams for my arrival for the fight
Can't trust a soul, rollin' with a Bible and a knife
Hail Mary, leave rappers in mortuaries
What's a half-assed track to a savage? Of course it's scary
A monster and a half, I'm a master, my corpses buried
I'm an urban legend, something like Gary or Bloody Mary

(Hook)

(Instrumental outro)