That's too many problems, too late to think over
Fuck the rest, we keep it nice and trill, southern takeover
A convoluted story, not really
Funny how money, chains and whips make me feel free
And danced around the house in all-over print panties
I'm not talking m3's, but this is your survival lease
But materialism’s nice, and really they like the grit,
Watch me blow like i exhale i excel in this rap shit
Forever i ain't run yet and i never will
It’s sick and spiteful, 2pac’s twisted grim disciple
Boogyin' with jesus and a bunch of nazi hoes
That´s not what we taught you, you swore an oath
Avenue that avenue i'm doing more than just passing through
About around acting nice but they really not but once you
Lord knows that four door fit eight women
And that´s how it has begun
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