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[Verse 1: Omega Dolla]
My summer’s great yo, I wanna know how’s yours
Besides the beach sand, I want the deets on detours
Like cheap whores, before they reach the rewards
I never got paid, but that never changed my beat course
I’m steady rising on a streak, you’re already losing
Keep struggling on that work yo, I’m Tommy Cruisin’
There’s still days my alarm clock rings, but I’m expectant of a new day so, it’s quite amusing
(Chorus)
This is in remembrance of my man Sean Bell
In celebration of them days where there were no shells
No gang bangs here, No rape at hand
Who am I kidding? I must be in fucking La-La Land (x2)
[Verse 2]
Yo, I ain’t no Kevin James, nah I’m not the King of Queens
No copping at the mall either, no time for jeans
I’m in the concrete jungle, Mowgli by all means, and
I’m a Rabble Rouser, Eddy Duane on them deans
But never underestimate the heart of a champ
But I say I never seen a champ using food stamps, see
Nobody over here ever gives a damn
They’re either hustling for the cash, or chilling in the can
Man, yeah I must say
Dreams were not fulfilled before they reached the grave
So I’mma do it for them, success is what I crave
I want a Milli shows, a Milli in a wave
Rave, blackened-white, I’m kinda gray
It’s a shame I don’t get much songs to play
But before I get played, let me take a stop at the shop and try to get an upgrade…
(Chorus) (x2)
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