See no matter how badly he got kicked in the gut
Don’t i talk nasty, she don’t know my government
But if you took a second mr. mirror, you would see
But cruel people around me treated me badly
I say it’s your world, cole world to be exact
Plastic rappers acting like they got heat packed
Stack up your funds like a million bucks
When i come packed with the buds
And i'm not from the 'hood, so i never packed a piece,
Feed niggas shells like my motherfucking beach is nice
Bad bitches never loved them though
Keeping yours stuck like packed up snow.
So please,please come back to me, cuz' we families needed u badly.
And that's reallife that i was aimed to belove by my family tree
Action packed nipple squeezin', boy colder than sniffle season.
So just let me get it, girlwhen it's all said and done
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