KirkFogg

I was in the tomb, until I moved real sudden

Now If you listen closely, you can hear my diamonds hummin'

I'm used to pocket change, so it's funny gettin' money

Either I'm filling up my lungs, or I'm filling up my tummy

The legends of the hidden temple, 24 carrot emblems

Chain look like old nick, rings lookin' like the incas

Mayans on my diamonds, they admire when we arriving

Whole team fucking cashed, see the sesh up on my eyelids

Gem stones float, while the ash flow down

Know we make our own juice, like we make our own sounds

No free verse, cause I don't do charity

Pistol in my face, crack a smile, there ain't no scaring me

Everybody wanna sound so damn unique

But if I heard your song, I ain't thinkin' bout' the who's he

Bitch I'm thinking turn it down, know you thinking fuck this boy

Go ahead and speak a word, I promise I will love it boy