At the thought of being popular
You know...you know who you are
This is the ferrari
Just look at my good body
Is being slowly filled out, rappers not wack but not good,
By the little camera thing on the fuckin' mac book
Odd future young enough to get your priest mouth drool
But he was good at teaching lessons, best in the school,
Hahaha, yothese felonies be like prophecies beggin me to stop
My understanding led to not being good, the gods only knew how to mock
Why a black nigga take ass over class
I like my bitches good at math
Two kids, wide hips, found something in her we didn't see
I hate being in court, looking at the attorney
How i seen my life being raised as good as a bad day yet i'm still
Cause every girl i deal and fuck, it's always against her will
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