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Drew Venchy

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256 shit ayeeee

Sold my first bag of weed I was 18

Call me Dr King I always had a dream

One day I ran it up got introduce to cream

Ain't no looking back I'm on to better things

Tried to count me out u gotta see me now

I'm everywhere niggas wanna be me now

10s 20s 50s baby even thou

You can't stand next to me if u need the clout

Wait run it back

That's why when you hear me bih I'm on a track

I cannot say that shit if it's not them facts

I cannot play wit that shit it's not them racks

I'm not with that shit that's really not that pimpin

When you hear bosses talking you need to listen

I might pull off the lot in some new condition

Say you bought that ass prolly shoulda rented

I'm on the clock for bags I want the money for lunch

Pack touchdown it's the runts

I don't do top I do blunts

I'm not a forth I don't punt

I like to swing when I hit I don't bunt

I'm like the top of the month

Why would I stop cause I'm one

I like to shit on my issues

I don't look back I tend to send tissue

I'm a mission the rent due

Imma get back what I spent too

You forgot

I'm the cream of the crop

I'm like seen when I'm not

Blue stripe green in a knot

I'm like seen when I'm not

Blue stripe green in a knot

I'm like seen when I'm not

Blue stripe green in a knot