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wealthmasta - kid gloves lyrics

[intro]
time to spit some facts about csl

[verse]
csl must stand for clueless scumbag lowlife, that’s your designation
you’ve been here for a decade so why do i have more reputation?
you should have 10 times more, you got britney spears’ed
but at the rate you’re going, that would take you over 50 years
“pedophile” is a sensitive word but chumps like you wanna misuse it
you called genx a predator but that can easily be refuted
cause you’re mad the youth in thе crew ain’t under your influencе
so the truth is you can’t hate pedos unless it’s self+exclusive
you a s+x trafficker, that’s why you obsessed with this diddy sh+t
i know you got thousands of oocytes in your epididymus
cause your name was definitely at the top of epstein’s flight logs
your got a tiny worm, but compared to your victims, it’s a python
yeah, you and the exterminators are fakin like snakes on a plane
you just hiss till you crash, cause takin ls is your game
you might be the bar king but that means you can’t bite
all your yapping and rattling shows me that you can’t strike
yeah motherf+cker, why’d you decide to go after kim?
you’re taking the drake route, look what happened to him
but that’s not the only thing you have in common with aubrey
b+tch, i can tell you’ve been to hundreds of diddy parties
so maybe it’s true, maybe you do f+ck b+tches every night
but you’ve been on rappad longer than they’ve been alive
you play with kid gloves but you ain’t fit for the minors
cause you got no grounds on the field, lemme remind ya
so yeah, saying you’re washed up is wrong i guess
cause if cleanliness is next to godliness, you’re far from blessed
you a foul motherf+cker and your intentions are clearly ominous
p+ssy goin after children while trying to stay anonymous
and your sl!ck talk got you thinking you could slip through
but i know the truth grips you and that sh+t’s gonna rip you
you tryna flip some lies to alibis but facts don’t twist dude
you crossin lines like chalk on asphalt, and it sticks too
cause the lane that you paved leads to chains and not fame
and the praise that you craved just erased your acclaim
all the phases you traced left you placed in a cage
and the shade in your gaze shows the pain every day

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