I broke mama heart with no college
Murdering another bitch
Yeah my shit ain't no scratch and win
Another sparrin session
More money to count, yeah you know i’m gettin' right
Forced to live another day and die another night,
Ya'll don't even know the name of my flip
Won’t pop another pill, can’t drink another sip
Its been five years and here comes another
My wrist is all red from the cutter
Your just another meal, another one i like to chew,
You bammas like hyperstrikes, your wifey sleep outside of you
Here take another puff
I feel my work ain't enough
And let them lames get your old number
We are exactly like one another,
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