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Shrimp Fried Rice
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And who might you be
Um oh, you dont want to mess with him
Thats a stone cold killer, yeah you dont want to mess with him
I mean stone cold that boy is bad
I aint fucking with ya insta!@#$ vibes
But can't knock it cuz if you stop it your brand dies
Just try not to get shot over ya dam pride
Seen em cooked, well done sous vide then Pan fried
Crew straight move weight like land slide
Cops watch as the money get washed and hand dried
To take care of ya family and pay ya friends mortgages
Make a hundred mil hustling pills like Morpheus
Get em pressed make em stretch like contortionist
But the risk to the reward disproportionate
Seldom few get two car garages with a Porsche in it
Without turning on the streets and going corporate
If you find success then go bless the less fortunate
Dropping off pairs of fresh Jordans at the orphanage
Jealousy from enemies met with every ordnance
Ain't no peace so that piece with me when recording this
Give you the vibes like your phone don't ring
45 on my side like it ain't no thing
He get sent to the bing bet yo man gon sing
Ima send him to the sky give em angel wings
I been chopping on this brick all night
In the kitchen cooking up like it's shrimp fried rice
My momma asked me boy why you risk yo life
Cus being broke working forties really ain't that tight
Heard in the yard you was Nicki Minaj
Snitched then turned born again Christian following god
I got carpel tunnel in my wrist from chopping that hard
There's only one reason why we whip economy cars
No sleep they keep on hitting my cell
Had people outside at 5 am pressing the bell
Big pharma companies got so impressed how it sells
They tried to get them off the shelves so we pressed them ourselves
(Goddam!)
I'm headstrong with a chest dressed in Teflon
The key tucked bout as clean cut as Zak Efron
Lemme get my chef on powder getting stepped on
Then come meet me in a half an hour at the chevron
Nothing but facts I ain't proud of my past
Out here young getting money I ain't know how to act
When I think back blowing twenty thousand in cash
Ain't funny then but I think about it now and I laugh
Give you the vibes like your phone don't ring
45 on my side like it ain't no thing
He get sent to the bing bet yo man gon sing
Ima send him to the sky give em angel wings
I been chopping on this brick all night
In the kitchen cooking up like it's shrimp fried rice
My momma asked me boy why you risk yo life
Cus being broke working forties really ain't that tight
I ain't down to work a 40 man I'm fucking it off
She wanna ride me in the morning fore I put on my socks
Getting money all the time I don't look at the clock
I'm on the road solo dolo I don't hang with the flock
I'm a legend in flesh bet you heard bout me
I could play any role like Mahershala Ali
I'm an OutKast fuck it man it ain't no thing
Got a good girl clipping off her angel wings
I been down in the south I been up in the north
Nuff fuckboy rappers I just kill em for sport
I was walking in the post office how do you do
They ain't know I'm put them 30s in them packages too
Keep that shit off my name I don't deal with the court
Four thousand dollar package send it right to the porch
Round the time me and Willy started losing some friends
We had to cut them out the circle cause they using syringe
Give you the vibes like your phone don't ring
45 on my side like it ain't no thing
He get sent to the bing bet yo man gon sing
Ima send him to the sky give em angel wings
(Goddam!)
I been chopping on this brick all night
In the kitchen cooking up like it's shrimp fried rice
My momma asked me why boy you risk yo life
Cus being broke working forties really ain't that tight
Dam, dam I knew he was going to catch us
Shut up thats bullshit shut up
If you talk to him we might get out of here alive
Goddam!
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