Devil’s Pie

By Jae-R

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When I was 17 I bought my 1st pair of Gucci sneaks

Stuntin ta my death, black hearse louis seats

Arms folded in Armani when I lie in it

Gold casket, make a live nigga wanna die in it

Younger days battlin back and forth torchin niggas

Terminator flow I done kilt all sorts of niggas

7 in that bunk bed dreamin bout' Porches

Hoodrats wit weave couldn't fuck with them horses

But its heavy shoppin barely catch a nigga browsin

Sittin high I could probably spot a nigga drownin

Young Kings we need all those crowns

They be like Avon tryna take Marlo down

Know what its like ta have ya ribs touchin ?

You sittin not eatin how u wanna, hunger level on Muslim

Keep myself in a book so its easy ta face a sentence

Never seen prison but if I did it wouldn't make a difference

Black face, black jewelry, black bitch

Black shootgun, shotgun in that black whip

Black homies black businesses

Black president akin black benifits

Since day 1 the world gave us a choice ta sin

The end of the road is here you can't turn these boys ta men

I'm lookin for a bad dame ... in Atlanta

So I'm circlin the A like the beginnin of a @name

They see me out and I'm well

She screeched when I slayed her, that pussy wasn't saved by the bell

And she think she gettin somethin up from me when I sell?

A Fendi jacket? Some shoes from YSL?

Mothafuck a Prince Charmin I'm known as "that nigga"

My future wife Cinderella but her ass bigger

We fuck pass 12 she stuntin on these wack niggas

Red bottoms heels or Giuseppe's fuck a glass slipper

Still hittin side hoes when I ride out

Open up a chick's walls like batman hide-out

Cause ain't nobody loyal, boy I will destroy you

Play that role of Alpo you'll end up like dog food

Bitches thinkin they bad but they really hit

Clown niggas thinkin they scary but ain't really it

My niggas scruffed out full beard on that Philly shit

Better luck in Hell or Heaven cause your life ain't really shit