2 v's in the street, blowing trees with hoes
Sorta like drano...you know how the game goes
Water-less, they sprinkles us with the bullshit that they there through drugs and hoes,
Cause you know, aside from me strugglin' or coming up in one of the most
Stuck at home alone with no wife
The bittersweet of life, of life
James got home all alone with a bottle of patron.
Niggas hate us, but we famous so i never blame them
With the hoes getting sloppy oddly cocky
Away the tragedy, so i stay sucker free
2 v's in the street, blowing trees with hoes
They disregard me, i guess they all got egos
I show up with four hoes
This is love, nothing else close
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