Imma be fine, divine and design. My heart do the beating but the blood ain't mine. My sense of time intertwine deep with the great blacks. So standing in my corner ain't no way you could fake that.
Chasing after green gods. When from sleeping on the porch to a motherfucking California king sized. Momma ain't stressin' she know that its all good. My number one goal is to get her out the hood.
remember back when I had a thing for you, now I don't want no parts of ya. I'm making money, I'm living lavish what's the reason why I need to talk to you.