Ho, slut, no love, turn beef to cold cuts
There’s no penalty for being criminals,
Everybody judge you for being something, never can get free from the hate and violence
About to have another baby, like a rose from the concretegrowing within, blessed with twins
My issue isn't televised and you ain't gotta tell the wise
Send you to the afterlife for being half as nice,
Oh i’m nothing like your home girl expect, expect
But you still give me shit for being so depressed,
If we wasn't so original, then we'd be criminal
Fuck me for hating on you when you are just being normal
Cuz it seems you get ass for free by simply being at the scene
Now i was dreaming bout a deal at the age of thirteen
You're raps are under arrest for being crap are you stressed
Give me a moment bet the time will be the best, best
Instead of her dreams being buried and no one there helping,
I was fiending for the meals; i ain't talking burger king
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