In Tha Black Sand

Uhh, white bitch
White heels in the Black Sand
Cooling, counting cash
I got a sack mane
Saudi Money, I'm a black money
Philly's the New Gotham
And im the new Batman
Robbing season's upon us
Looney's lurking them corners
Bullet wounds for them mourner's
Mortician them corners
We used to drink corona's
That was candy-coated
Now im flying solo
And my family hoping
That I dont go to jail for a homicide
But I-I can't go to jail make my momma cry
Know im on my face, she my top shooter
Niggas got L's on they forehead so fucking losers
Winning is a given
So im city-sinning
My life is like a movie
Bitch im Emmy-Winning... Philly Linens