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Gerald Walker:
Gold chains with the Balmain’s,
jammin’ Coltrane out the Bose Frames,
Shrimp with Lo Mein smoking propane,
Man I just wake up hit the—
nah nah nah nah nah nah
My rap penmanship, the reason my mom draped in that Raf Simmons shit,
been inducted to that Blue Collar membership,
on the Jersey turnpike and we bumping all about the Benjamins,
fuck a COVID-19 nigga I just left Brazil with one of my woman friends,
family say I’m reckless, but that’s another country off a nigga checklist,
living life before God call me to make my exit,
got I.F. Diamonds on the Blue Collar medallion on my neckless,
new crib out in Jersey I’m about to cop another in Texas (check it),
Amazing Grass alkalizing green juice for breakfast,
I’m watching Al Jazeera while they debate the European Brexit,
my nigga don’t ever confuse a setback with a permanent regression,
lived in the palace but it was the pits in where I learned my biggest lessons,
I embrace difficulties, I see em’ as a blessing,
I always pursue peace but if it’s drama look I’ll address it,
You gon’ know where you stand with me my nigga,
You’ll never have to guess it,
about to pass it to Monroe man look I’ll holler in a second (Walker)
Gerald Walker & the 7,000:
Gold chains with the Balmains (yeah),
jammin’ Coltrane out the Bose Frames (oh yeah),
Shrimp with Lo Mein smoking propane (yeah),
man I just wake up hit the blunt and do my own thing, (yeah)
do my own thing (oh yeah),
do my own thing,
laundry was the only time they ever seen me folding,
man I just wake up hit the blunt and do my own thing
Monroe Flow:
Lyrical exercise doing push-ups on the track,
call him Spiderman he be biting that’s a fact,
It’s another night in paradise,
life is a gamble I bought a pair of dice,
low top Prada’s in my book bag,
everybody got they run but I killed the track,
she always knew I loved this music shit I’m known for that,
I feel like Anthony Hamilton when I’m in the trap,
she asked me what I’m thinking bout and I said murder,
this the life of a nigga from the dirty,
I need a house up in The Hills that cost thirty,
I always knew I would make it I knew that early,
dick game spectac’ when I hit her from the back,
I was learning how to flip it, I was learning how to stack,
you can’t stay the night bitch don’t even unpack,
nigga you my dawg we can’t fall out bout no packs,
In the cut sittin’ sideways,
crime pays,
that nigga took his mask off; broad day,
I was robbin’ niggas on camera’s in hallways,
I can tell you bout the lifestyle all day
