1Kosmoe - 65

If nothing else I know the dice would never lie
I'm always betting on myself
When it's lives on the line
Elvis Presley blue suede or black velvet headliner
They ain't know I was ahead
But they was scared I was behind em
But that's neither here nor there
I'm everywhere they don't be
I'm bout to cash out on veneers and throw away my gold teeth
Cuz I smile ear to ear without a post on say cheese
I don't give a fuck who hears it
Nigga I made those for me
I don't expect no bitch nigga to feel it
It's third world not your world
Shout out Larry & them niggas
Lords of Dog Town
I be reppin' Zeph when I'm in Venice
They can tell I ain't from around cuz I dress a lil different
I just unds'd these sb's for like the third time
We got into dunk exchange with a four five
Yeah I'm a true nine y'all know that's the worst size
Don't wanna rob you but I will
You firm on the price
Na I got money but I know some petty kleptos
And music theory my connect got them clef notes
These OG's not retros don't get stepped on
But we can go toes from the shoulders nigga let's go
Can't throw no towels in
I would never raise my hand to wave no white flag
Unless I joined the Taliban
Still smoking Afghan and Skywalker Kush
Shirt made in Pakistan I got that Punjabi joog
I fuck with Bollywood
In Hidden Hills fuck your soap opera
These niggas corn balls I hate to see 'em snowballing
Cuz it's a domino effect and I keep scoring on em
Give yourself some credit nigga maybe you're the problem
These niggas cornballs I hate to see 'em snowballing
Cuz it's a domino effect and I keep scoring on 'em
Give yourself some credit nigga maybe you're the problem
If nothing else I know the dice would never lie tho

Written by:
Patrick Hamilton

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