Maybe cuz her dad used to be mean
People don't condone what they've never seen
Convertible coupe, bitches scream when they tops split
I'd love to see you at an all you can eat buffet
Black on black nikes that represent the lifeless lives
Used to bump the old school shit, you know the classics,
Away to slumber in my house so i could paint 'em and sell 'em,
And i believe in them, a couple lames out there had beef with them
Fuck a mask, i want that ho to know it's me, ugh
To livin in a house with food my stomach
Freakin' out all i see is clouds
Grow it in my red house
I'm young, black, gifted, live my life on the run
So there i am... an ounce inside my house im blazin'
I step through the stomach, replace the baby with some fucking pounds
My momma in tears as i moved to my grandmothers house,
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