~YounG BobbY BoneS~ (MeNTiLL & G. Buttersworth)
 

G Buttersworth
MeNTiLL

This is a story about a man dyin' and his encounter with God...

swingin eps robbin defenseless men of their checks for rent
extortion was his main focus and sippin hen and gettin bent
while spendin ben... franklins on gems and bigets
runnin with men gunnin kids with cocked backed infa-red tecs
thats bobby bones swear to the best he's blessed
known to leave 14 year olds undressed in motels
sellin them for sex while he remains in 4 stared hotels
radioin his wannabe pimps on his borrowed nextel
swear without god he would forever excel his mentel
little did he know his maker had his exit non-gentle
yup he pimpin.. in the presidential suite
didn't hear the bathroom door creek on the creep
of a creep slash one of his own peeps
indeed the beef has gotten too deep
young bobby thrown out the window of his own suite
layin in the middle of the street surrounded by papparazi
bleedin in the street beside his mazzarati
hand still clenchin his bottle of bacardi....


Fuccin' chump let me die ugly could've at least fixed my hair
But fucc it im on my way to meet God, Dawg im kinda scared
Afraid of the man that I always told myself not 2 believe in
Knowin' I was prolly thrown out tha same hotel room I was concieved in
Searchin for reason, I can't believe that my closest homey betrayed me
Am I crazy, Or have I been turnin' into sum sort of bitch lately?
I juss ain't me, I always was tha type to be hard but now Im soft
In tha holdin' cell, Hopin well that I don't get my salad tossed
I lived tha high life, And this was tha cost, It wasn't worth it
Damn here come tha guards wit shackles and chains, Juss perfect
Walkin' down tha aisle, Thinkin' bout wat I had Im rememberin
They tell me to stand as God approaches tha stand Im tremblin'
Wit my eyes closed I hope that he skips tha torcher and this ends right quick
They force my eyes open, Wat tha fucc? In front of me stands a fine bitch wit nice tits...

Bobby bein' an ex-Pimp walks up to tha stand and tries to sweet talk his way with God

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shiiitz tite as fucc...im hella feeln it...shiit flowz nicely..

"swear without god he would forever excel his mentel
little did he know his maker had his exit non-gentle"

"I lived tha high life, And this was tha cost, It wasn't worth it
Damn here come tha guards wit shackles and chains, Juss perfect"



im feeln this shiiit..

5/5

1Luv
J.Cin

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this was awesome, you had a great collab you both followed along the storyline perfectly and your verses went smoothly together. It had a nice twist at the end, it's good to see AI reppin all over. Keep it up Mentill Butter... lmao

pz

UPED.

Uppin again...

Dope Ass Piece.....I Was Feeling Both Verses......Buttersworth, I've Never Really Seen U'r Text Skill Until Now.....Nice Wordplay From Both.....Good Imagery.....I Imagined The Exact Place....Good Imagery Is Hard To Pull Off.......Dope Complexity.......Lines Were Just Banging.....And As For MenTiLL.....Another Dope Piece.....LoL, They Just Keep Coming,,,,,,Good Piece From The A.I. Fam.....



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