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Intro: Boldy James
Through the windows of a soul you can always tell the heart of a man
Niggas dyin' fightin' cases, never thought this was part of the plan
Never play the field but every chance I took I went hard as I can
All this Palm Angels drip, got the world in the palm of my hands
Verse 1: Boldy James
Money down up in Fendi, they know I speak Guapanese
Holdin' up the latest kicks, like, "Do you got my size in these?"
Finna get a shirt to match it, already got the jacket
Already had the sweater with the logo on the front
Hat turned to thе side, bezel with thе big chunks
Strollin' through the set, smellin' like a lit blunt
Girlie want me to come home, said she bored at the crib
Might as well since I got a pop poured in the fridge
Told her soon as I'm done, "Had to make a couple runs"
Bump into a few people, snatch me up a few chippers
Runnin' through them zippers, skinny Lanvins off the Jack Ripper
With three hoes in my coupe, I guess I'm Jack Tripper
Just a tad bit richer than Porter and Boston
Richer than your boyfriend, I don't do no talkin'
Cross him and it's gon' be a limous' and ribbons
Thirty in my forty but my clip be doin' long division
Chorus: Boldy James
I'm on a mission and it's damn near impossible
It be the ones you least expect be the coldest killers
Can't even look me in my eye but they pose as villains
These niggas livin' just to die, like what's wrong with livin'?
When you ain't out here on your grind you prolong the vision
When you out here wastin' your time you belong in prison
Makin' it out this shit alive was my sole intention
While my niggas violatin' bonded parole conditions
(I know I need a miracle)
Verse 2: Boldy James
He involved in the slip and fall, no need for callin' Sam
Might push up in three B's, no Big Baller Brand
All the grams in the world, it ain't enough to snake my mans
Make me do no fraud shit, like rat my dog and take the stand
Break my hand 'fore I lift it and place it on the Bible
Other hand over my heart, was never gave a chance
To make it right with myself, never apologize
I gave myself enough credit, all the blood shed it
It upsetted me to know these niggas rather see me dead or on the death row
Instead I'm in the Bentley, turn like the left blinker
Ear to the streets, free all the members of the Creatures, 227
Crazy thing about it all, I'm the worst one
First come, first serve, when the first come
I'm the first one up and the last to leave
Burnin' Purple Runtz to the head, I need to ash the weed
Chorus: Boldy James
I'm on a mission and it's damn near impossible
It be the ones you least expect be the coldest killers
Can't even look me in my eye but they pose as villains
These niggas livin' just to die, like what's wrong with livin'?
When you ain't out here on your grind you prolong the vision
When you out here wastin' your time you belong in prison
Makin' it out this shit alive was my sole intention
While my niggas violatin' bonded parole conditions
(Miracle)
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