Sorta like drano...you know how the game goes
Chillin back smoking weed writing raps and fucking hoes
Trying to stay above water, that's why we shun the navy
It feels like i'm goin' insane, am i the one who's crazy?
Before a nigga finish put in the work
Neighbors thought i was crazy cookoo insane disturbed
The tooth fairy blow me, swallow don't shit this
Degrade our women calling them hoes and bitches
So they hurtin but what's for certain you can get you some heat
All these rappers talk about is sex money and weed
The cloth from which we came me and them is not the same
When somebody charged with murder they claim they're insane
Dreaming about the cars, clothes, bitches, and hoes,
Everything i wanted never seem so close
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