Then i live with him and he kicks me out too
Real motherfuckin g's, this one is for you
Gucci & nike, that’s what i call an option
He loved her and her laughter still haunts him
See me and hope i'm intoxicated or slightly faded
He was coppin' hits and poppin' cris, he was a rocker kid,
All this is hard on him too, but he is such a strong boy,
But booya booya boy 100 bars of death assassinate destroy
Fuck a dad, if he loved me he would care about what i loved
I'm driving in a stolen truck, and i'm probably fucking drunk
Guess who this rapper is by the fire he brings
But somethin' was always missin' like six digits
Then make him a offer he cant refuse
I make my old bitch buy me all the latest shoes
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