You don;t thin anymore
The art of war
Say i’m destined for fame, well i am very afraid
Second song ,second time sayin i ain got time to hate
No blunts, lil' bro wan' roll up joints
Us bitches are learning to run these boys
Simply out of this world by choice
You don't mess with 12, my boys
Go dissed raise your hands and rise up start screamin t
But if you took a second mr. mirror, you would see
E to the t, r-o-i then add another t
Funny how money, chains and whips make me feel free
Hail mary nigga, run quick see
Drink it up boys, like pepsi,
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