My paper long, yep, you left alone, you gets no fucks
Who live up in dark alleys, and are taking those crazy drugs,
In a malcolm x shirt chillin' with the ku klux
And don't give me that shit about how you do drugs,
If you try to hang with me you should finally truly see
And i'm all out of money cause i bought drugs for some party,
Surrounded by drugs violence and sodomy
Niggas fuck with your boy, i can make you some money
And i'm all out of money cause i bought drugs for some party,
I'm just ridin i done put a thousand miles on my body
She can make a pimp fall in love
Drugs, sex, killing and lots of madness
And he was married to my grandmother for money n drugs
And all we lack is communication like service sucks
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