Even though i'll walk in the church and burst in a ball of flames
To the point that he just breaks, snaps, and it's all it takes
Right flows down and they might go nice
Victims of that thug life
Rollin' down the four o five
In the devoid of life
Even though i walk in the church and burst in a ball of flames
Bitch, i ball, ho, you lame, look at my laneys, switchin’ lanes
Get away from the stress of life
In this cracked crack fag back slab in disguise
Hold up now don’t get it twisted, i ain't hating, do your thing
Why i'm i fucken crawling like a ball in a game of bowling
Yo, i'm fucking goldilocks up in the forest
Hit that ball deep with nothing but a flick... of the wrist.
You changed my views of life
I used to have a nine to five
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