Im not in the mood for any more bad news,
I got a girlfriend she like them gucci shoes
Niggas couldn't fill my shoes
To end up on the news
Magazines who at times seem to misuse
Still thinking about this accident in the news/
Karma grasped and the moms collapsed from the news
And i snap like bob backlund in the booth
Hey wanna hear a good news?
Niggas die over shoes
Cold-blooded vein pulsing ’jo news
High as shit, i’m in a booth
You wonder how it feels to walk a mile inside tha shoes
Always a crew, didn't care who, just let loose with bad news
Peruse through life like it's the news
I ain’t gotta lie, they know i’m the truth
GO BACK TO WRITE A SONG ABOUT ANOTHER TOPIC !
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