Most of you niggas don't give a shit where ya life goes
Everything i wanted never seem so close
Mass appeal,and this bag i hit got me alaskan chill
Who only care about chilling with a blunt and making a mil/
We both grown and i dont care
As to who owns this and who goes where
Who only knows how to flow like a dopey keyboard marketer
Pray for peace with the babies, they a beast in the summer
Deep into her soul, slow, now he's in controlpop's doing worse, a victim of his deadly curse
Fuck lil wayne, and coach carter, im a baller, who goes harder than the heat and faggy lakers,
I set goals, take control, drink out my own bottlesi make mistakes but learn from every one
But to the case, my enemy never go above, only when there soul goes to heaven.
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