I do it fast like vien diesel's car
Nigga i'm a hundred miles far
Want the title but im always fighting under card
Blowin smoke slow like hoes throwin crack in the cart
Then take a little road trip
How bout we blow this bit
The sick fuck drags her into his car, driving home singing,
‘cause he could die any day and you still the same thing
That shit is mad depressin, bringin me down
My son asked me to play, the shopping cart with a clown
Down the street to the car,
With the goons i spar
Who life was for music and the road
Third letter quote hey ace i'm addicted to coke
Spitting bars like a technical machine
Be the king, that was part of my dream
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