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[Intro: Mach-Hommy]

[Verse 1: Mach-Hommy]

[Verse 2: Westside Gunn]
Never...
Ayo, you know me, I’m making money in my sleep
On the cot dreaming, it’s sly being free
Then I woke up, to a n***a getting poked up
The n***a throwing up blood, CO like, "so what?"
Thirty seconds 'till mail call, I think wifey sent a package
Closed my cell, I put the ratchet in my mattress
Next at the microwave I’m making fried rice with Pepsi in it
At the summer league, creased tans, the waves spinning
I bet three books of stamps, we beat them n***as by ten
We beat them n***as by thirty, yo, Worthy you got another visit
I’m on the dance floor eating chicken wings, taking pictures
I never wish to see the feds again, never
The n***a forty got another seven, no PSI mean you telling
Another story by another felon (Ha)
You selling us dreams, but I copped that in counterfeit
(But I copped that counterfeit)