My g"s have been handcuffed,
I stuff you in the trunk, drunk
Yo my mommy toy was my pride and joy
Thats the life when your just a boy
On the sofa, poppin' bottles, at the same damn time
Bonded with the children of zion, my mind is s-s-s-so divine.
Where i from, it get cold
S queezys very bold
Assumed stories of his suburbia life, when in fact the boy stayed on his grind
It's nothing to deny for having such a mind, i'll be having y'all in mind
The world's too much for the soul to enjoy
Hey, looking boy, what you say looking boy?
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