LAST MEMORY E

Woke morning, can't remember nothing. Two bitches just flew in from London. Last thing I remember, they callin' me daddy. The mansion was covered in hundreds. With my jewelry and chains on, had to wake Up and recount the money. I got a bitch she gon' kill for real, Talkin' 'bout the hide or run it. I want the gig, got to. Pull up with a stick, stop him. Rich nigga shit, solid. Old honey, vodka is rotted. I go to space with the stars. Might smoke a blunt on my Bali. Saturn, Moon, Earth to Mars. NASA take off with the rocket. Half million on the necklace. Young rich nigga, we successful. She wanna feel special. That coco make her feel special. I count a hundred the bedroom. Back into runnin' the ghetto. I might go put all my chains on. Give my drip to the weather. Pop a Perc', pussy wetter. I met the bitch at Coachella. And she Nutella, she do better, but can I Get a E forever? I thank the God to wash my sins. Perform the gift, but not a weapon. Ask 'em where do I be been. Devil tried to take my breath. Don't know the meaning of a rider. You don't really live this life. Niggas in the hood shoot twice. Said my niggas in the hood precise. Real wise, we ain't takin' no advice. I realize that these hoes ain't right. Even ask if they know what's the price. Ain't gotta snow, they already know it's white. I thank the God 'cause I made it outside. I got mob ties to the northside. Pull up with the sticks and them niggas straight Slide. They gon' make the northside high crime. When I hit a lick with these niggas, drop A ten. Hit a lick with these niggas, drop A dime. Fuckin' on a friend, I'ma bring her Back in. Lookin' at the watch, I can't waste Time. Woke in the morning, can't remember nothing. Two bitches just flew in from London. Last thing I remember, they callin' me daddy. The mansion covered in hundreds. Slept with my jewelry and chains on, had to Wake up and recount the money. I got a bitch she gon' kill for real, Talkin' 'bout the hide or run it. I want the gig, got to. Pull up with a stick, stop him. Rich nigga shit, solid. Old honey, vodka is rotted. I go to space with stars. Might smoke a blunt on my Bali. Saturn, Moon, Earth to Mars. NASA take off with the rocket.