Surrounded by cowards who let the cats out of the bag?
Realest nigga told you that, chloe love me more than rap
Wic, goodwill, salvation army, thrift shops, and powdered milk,
It's them who've lost love, and love for a lyricist
Displacin' my tears cause somebody tossed my bag
Gods words all cursed like crackshai-tan's way of gettin us back
It's hard to have american pride when most of your money's made out of them lies
I don't mean to hurt your feelings but go fuck your self with a one kilo bag of rice
Convenience stores being shot up just for a bag of chips
Because that booty mad thick behind your juicy ass lips
I wake up at the slightest peep, and my sheets are 3 feet deepi guess it's hard for you to see
Ghandi and the dalai lama and other words, shit they sound like a bag of weed for me
I took this line from tyler: feeling flyer than a bag of bees
My philosophy is rocks and weed, a partna lean, the glock will squeeze
Left out to dry like a big bag of buds,
Hit strip clubs find bitches with big butts
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