Away to slumber in my house so i could paint 'em and sell 'em,
She sung songs off the marvin gaye whats going on album
Let me say this the realest bitch in the room
But it's my dad singing to the tune,
One tryin to take note, the next man, feelin my heat like a house in beckham.
Listen deeper than the music before you put it in a box, wolf gang
My flow ceaseless dough needless but still save it like its peaches/
The way a nigga see it you little niggas is curious
Your home girl you went to school with? that's cool
The old boys' club in an all-boys school
Black on black nikes that represent the lifeless lives
Used to bump the old school shit, you know the classics,
Said my dad will molest me/ and when i'm old enough he'll put
Stealin' phones to call home but the line is off the hook
Flow so sick thought he wrote the rap for him - no sir
When i used to play outside with my brother in september
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