I know you're spirit and your soul fill its poly defeated I smoke the final leaves while bi-planned Severe knee in my spirit, nothing I'm faring Covered by God's angels, palm angels They made the socks that I put on my feet Niggas love it sweet, but we can't eat unless we hit the street I go up and say, God put on the quentin Tarantino flick Me and Casino Rick had plans to watch him kill those flicks Babylon on the prowl, this shit get far out 100 miles to hours, and I'll tell you stay on the Cash me the luggage, let the baddest bitches go love it No introduction, catch a chill if I ever touch it I'm still the greatest, the crib is spacious I get lost in there, the workers act different when the boss is dead I'll blow niggas