Im eating 4 course meals when i used to eat half a pinto bean,
I got a dollar and a dream, real niggas on my team
In my house i'm all alone
Yup, hit e.t up on the cell phone
My momma in tears as i moved to my grandmothers house,
Your bitch suck a dick while another nigga pounds
But my plan is to show you that i understand
An old woman came by, holding a duck in her left hand
That's why this my mission statement, bitch get it straight
And come to find out my dad was in a different state
Said my dad will molest me/ and when i'm old enough he'll put
Yeah, inglewoodinglewood always up to no good
But i need your faith in me, i'm a sucka for love
My flow ceaseless dough needless but still save it like its peaches/
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