Michael Corleone

By F.L.O.E

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Mind on my riches got no time for Snitches

Grinding so relentless kill the game And ya my witness

Remember nights I'd sit and write

I'd drop a song and ain't nobody Listen

Now I'm in position they say that the Flow is so dope and there is no Eclipsing

Tell me who was dissin'

I got news for em

I'm in my truest form

And I ain't stopping either

I make it hard to keep up

I Got my foot on they neck and that's Where Ima keep it

Ain't no fucking secret

We don't play n**** life get deep as Grave diggers so get paid n**** Henny poured for all my slain n*****

Immune to wack shit

Every verse a classic

Simone biles handle bars like Gymnastics

I'm 2dopeboy they say I'm datpiff

You Talking lavish while you living Average

Yea you might've fooled the masses But that bullshit don't ever pass us

You had your chance and passed up

Boy you'll never catch up

Practicing perfection privately Plotting progression

Police pursuing plagued prosecutors Pursuing

Prosecution prisons polluted past Present prostitution please provide Proof pleading politicians politicians Proven problems pooling poor People's payment

Paper placing poorly poor peeps

Propaganda plays pouring powerful Poison

Ploys pointed purely poised

Pleasure pained painted plains

Pay per play penny pinching

Pitching promises pending proper Production

Proudly pavement paved platinum Plaque premise

Presence profound painstakingly Patient pressing pressure Pronounced pundints punished Polished potential puzzling