Marathon* Lyrics – Ken Car$on
Singer: Ken Car$on
Title: Marathon*
Yeah, aye
I cop me a house with a gate
I get rich I know these n#gg#s 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#ss#, don’t play with my bread
These n#gg#s
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