Kut Sotor - NOTHING'S ARRANGED

It's arranged? I'm good!
Going through this phase
Of change is so good
And I bet your stuck
You won't exchange in the hood
I'm precise when I aim
At the rifle range
What's better than
My nighttime game
Your commodity is highlife lame
My currency cant be estrange
We're stuck together like air plane now that's fly rate of exchange
Don't be outraged
You lost at this game
You hustled but never saved
I got the bill of exchange
To purchase this here mountain range
Your choir can be prearranged
Like a policy change
Calculate this rocket range
You hate my abrupt change
Now what's for dinner baby
Cooking salmon on the kitchen range
While your in the car switching lanes
Coming home to fillet
Off of the beltway
She uses all of her brains
I got you baby the foreign just exchanged
Speaking cryptic at close range
These cowards hate me
Cause of my interchange with currency apparently
I guess you win some and lose some the dramatic irony

Speaking Cherokee silently no more
Bury me above the floor with mines
Finally the end of gluttony for sure
Wrapped in Silk vines
The truth in exchange for a lie
Her beauty gave me anxiety
Please take back your piety
Cause you and I know
They're trying me
We see through it like transparency
I'm Running it everyday concurrently
I'm talking lifetime prosperity
Your talking token economy
No broken locks for
Shadows to follow me
This is solid geometry
You see the omen
These rings are a symbol of our devotion
No need for ibuprofen
Y'all hoping for an explosion
Cross your fingers
You and I girl
Will be forever rolling
They said we wouldn't make it jokers
It's funny their still faking it and folding
That wasn't even me On that tape
And you know it
Now my Otologist
Hearing snakes whisper from the pathologist

Written by:
CROESUS ECELUGICH

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