Jot Cafe

I gotta eat
That's foe real
This Cafe needs to be open
Before they12
Gravel an piss
Maine spray soap
I'm making another 100
Cattail jot
Man we short an this is our block
Glock who knew
We grew together
Any weather
Friend i know you see gold
Charge card yes I stay hard
Yeah
Smiles an grins
Don't expect when you bring the menu
Gun fire
Sugar that's known the next street
Over
My holy guuta
It look like kneeling at his river
When I drink this tea
Sis pearl
A new kut
Everytime I walk this door
Look move back
Slow
Where is my money
Sugar got it
Boy you play way understood
Too much
Gold diamonds An snake
Man I escape
From the rich zoo
My point
10s my kids dream about bending them
She married
An She says my next ride
Is coming from her hips
An The striper pole
That's passing 20 20
Her best friend lays in the collection plates
All the way too jamaican shade
Don't front just keep me paid
On the city's front lawn
That's where they found me
Proud and ready to win
That's any where and back
Dust on my throat
Bae calls that snitching
I showed her the servile cell
The new house Wit a voice bell
Eye too eye
Then she says
For me it's all free

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