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Asthma Team

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I swear to you, Lord

Same dudes used to laugh at me

See me in the CL6 with half a B

They know that money begets money, so naturally

Me and Half could blow a couple stacks hassle free

I’m like fuck y’all haters on behalf on me

Cause I could flood the city with a staff of three

I’m talking me and two partners in that Caprice

With no copies made, I got the master keys

And fast cars, fast women, fast cash and cream

Could mold you rappers like plasticine

I have to dream but dog, me and success are two things

You don’t wanna find yo ass between

Back against the wall like plasma screens

The inside of my wallet is pasture green

And you are now hanging with the Asthma Team

Sweetie, catch your breath while I smash the scene

I should leave Earth, nothing left to do here

Everyday is Christmas and every night is New Years

Say whatever, I never been concerned about who hears

Call my town Sparta and I’m coming with two spears

I’m telling you dog, always got the spring collection in fall

I run my bill up making executive calls

And with me, women be building these skeptical walls

But once you slept with one dime, man, you slept with them all.

Family, money, and music is all I ever knew

My necklace suffer from depression,

It’s forever blue

Cheer up baby, You don’t see all this revenue

I started the game at level two, I’m saying

Stop acting like teen girls are my only market,

I parallel the fly and spur Tony Park it,

And it’s cool if you spill something it’s only carpet

That’s why I get my interior color only dark shit

Toronto’s where you living today,

And you ain’t making records that people are driven to play.

I would advise you to really make a move

Sooner than later.

Cause these are only the joints

That I’m giving away

You feel me?

 

 

 

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