Or you choose i dont give a fuck what you abuse
I ain’t gotta lie, they know i’m the truth
A far reach from them rap dudes
And for those who choose to abuse
Even though i'm a victim of my father's abuse
We buying they hoes bags, getting they bitches shoes
White coke, tan dope, black gun, trey deuce
Don't let them hold you back, don't give into abuse
Yea, smoking loud enjoying my youth
Y'all wonder why they cock and shoot, and abuse,
Want to shoot your rhymes because there an abuse
Always keep it up to date, that's why the hoes choose
Malia family, we the family
Physically i abuse hip-hop, verbally,
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