ken car$on - marathon* lyrics
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[verse]
yeah, aye
i cop me a house with a gate
i get rich i know these n+ggas hate
i was swervin’ [?] that eight on my face
now you know how your medicine taste
it’s a marathon keep it a race
i’m just tryna find my pace
i get rich i’m counting every day
i get money i’m counting some way
and before i’m dead i’m kissing that bread
i call up your b+tch i just want some head
i jugg all the time i don’t understand
[?]
[?] we signing them keys today
[?] we shoot at his head
try to run off we shoot off his legs
play with your b+tch p+ssy, don’t play with my bread
these n+ggas
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