And there the ones giving out theses illnesses.
Welcome back to class, bitch, grab on to your glasses
As i constantly thwack theses fiends,
Five shots she ready to leave
You know that love is a very serious thing
That day in '95 i had you niggas snooping
Born in 95 im my brothers keepers
I'm in awe from all of those features
Theses ill thrills i spill will help lead me to the famous route
This for my niggas hustlin until they last minute
You bark so i'ma spark theses game up so i can get these flames up
Well since you already bleedin' that mean i don't get to cut
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