Balthazar lyrics

Tell me what we gon' do when the L is gone
f*ck a phony, feeling lonely, I'mma hold a jawn(?)
Getting greater and they said I got it going on
I'm just holding on, feeling weak, smoking strong
The more you know, the more you don't know
Saddest thing is all the pain that I don't show
They love black but they don't wanna be black
Jordan DMP packs, f*ck and taking weed naps
Tell me what we gon' do when the chips is down
Will these stuck up b*tches still stick around?
Young Crown Vic', downtown chic
Black b*tch, backless dress, looking like the beach
Hermes hottie, rolly was the time piece
f*ck rap n*ggas know about a nine piece?
French gold standards, deadin'(?) n*ggas with manners
Poor black trash, inverted Confederate banners
Tribeca Grand, f*ck the feds, free my man
Black Master Pan, I got the power in my hand
Underdog, (?) the underhand
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Remember first down, Colts ain't on my mind was broke
Contract killers taught me to be kind to folks
Tell me what we gon' do when the gig is up
Face down in the ground, nobody gives a f*ck