I feel like a low-life, with no life
Chromed-out mansion in paradise
I got bars u lil niggas sell ring
Like a disaster, life is destroying
Forget it start a new life
Living in a gangsta’s paradise
My life is like a movie
Six-fifty, three hundred my shirt free
He in bootcamp, you on food stamps
Imagine life in a maniacs hands,
Maybe then he wouldn't make songs about stupid teenage shit.
If she cook and keep her vagina like a secret
Without a sentence bail, it’s 25 to life,
Turn to the side, let me see them thighs
Teenage and adult girls cant resist us
And now it's clear as this promise
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