50 dollars on some shoes you ain't ever seen
Every week nosy cunts reading a magazine
Cos he hasn't seen his dad in a goddamned week
And you just wanna tell her everything she might need
A year ago i thought i had no future
Listen to every word that i slur
I'm looking like a zombie, haven't slept in a whole week
You finally got right? no longer a black sheep
Comes to fine out you was only there for a week
But hey yo look, money from across the street
We been down for too long but that's alright
Not a week goes by without a fight
Writing verses can be a freestyle or something written in a week
Don't murder me murder me, killa a nigga in his sleep
Lost in cigarette's no moral as well just letters wrote by frustration
Same simulation of shit i spat about years ago remains in allocation
GO BACK TO WRITE A SONG ABOUT ANOTHER TOPIC !
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