Dancing With the Wolves

The Cardigan is Prada
The Cartier is Pasha
I’ve been dancing with the wolves like Kevin Costner
Hustler’s head apostle
Here to spread the gospel
We them ones that fed ya nostrils
Homie why not humble stead of hostile?
I’m sayin
This the art that kills at the art Basel
Picasso
Pablo Murcielago
And they love me From Largo to Lagos
Look I might turn a key to a NFT
I might bet a 100 Gz on the NFC
And you Can’t never let em see you sweat
Even though you just paid in sweat equity
A dope boy in all his complexities
How you tryin flex on me?
You must ain’t check on my trap’s trajectory
I dial numbers you can’t find in no directory
I give em hell cause I got angels protecting me
You pulled it but you ain’t gon bust vasectomy
Patrick Beverly ain’t checking me
Legends up in heaven be respecting me
We spoke
I say yall did it live
But I did it better cause I did it and I didn’t die
Then I got on the mic and didn’t lie
Took the stairs here I didn’t fly
God’s giftso wrap my ribbon in the sky
Then Scribble it in blood until what is written dries
Do them watches make waves if they liquidize?
Am I smaller in critics eyes if they criticize?
On the road to riches with a driven mind
And it’s still giving wealth at any given time
The fat lady singing and her rhythm rhymes
While You sing the same old song nigga clementine
It’s dinner time

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