But i'm preparing for my golden age
When i pull up in that candy range
Two childhood friends just died, i couldn't crya damn shame, when will we ever change
Growen up to be a drug doing , no good for nothing , young age
I never judge a murder by weapons, only the rage
I just found out i was adopted at a young age
See, welcome to fame where most of us is gon' change
Their caught beneath a tide of this righteous age
We start young,we live life and hopefully die in old age
A-t-l they know my name, magic city throw some change
Of carry regret as i prepare for the age
I grabbed the ak, my homie took the 12 gauge
The kid meets the death in no time........and u must know his age was less than nine
Gotta go, gotta goyeah baby, hahaha, it's check it out time
Put my hand through the wall such a young age
Give me a blue benz, red porsche, red range
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