Snow E

Fuck the feds, I'ma make my money, take a Leap. I'ma take a flight, bring it back for The cheap. 'Cause nothing shaking here but the Leaves in the trees. Got a bitch in the Jungle smashing leaves with her feet. Huh? Just to stay up, poke the leaves in Her teeth. And she chew it like it's gum, Gotta see it to believe. Wow. What a week of what we weave when We lying to deceive. And the apple don't ever fall far from the Tree. Nah. Fixing up a key with my Reroute Machine. Fresh. If you need me to cook it, I'ma whip it up free. All the checkers know me, used to keep they ID. And the outside cold, but the boy got Heat. Bah. Trade the tailor, dropping off the Freight like Pete. These enemies tape, all my bricks cost a fee. Skrrt. I20 Gucci Mane, bitch, get out the way. I go Luda with the bowls, I can throw 'em from the bay. What? Huh. Wow. It's cold outside, the money warm me. I bought an army case a nigga try to Harm me. Bah. For Christmas, mom got me the London Fog. So many felonies, I still can't go To London. Damn. A quarter mil' and I went to Montreal. You just a nigga rapping, I'm a hustler. Getting cocky, yeah, my wrist getting rocky, yeah. All this snow got 'em watching with binoculars. Squaw.