For that living large, but mama i ain't done yet
Quotas notice how my funky hocus pocus broke his neck...
I won't to share my music like jesus broke bread
This that new, from the city, you ain’t heard yet
Is my ammunition, your so broke you cant pay for tuition.
So i can write about my life of sina couple bottles of gin
She leave before the sun up, leave you something to think about
And my wants will never settle,fuck a kennel,me and my dogs broke out,
But she swallowed my fuckin' leg whole like an egg roll
My goal is going gold with out selling my soul
Wait, you wanna fuckin' drown? go ahead
My friend lost his leg,army are dead
I make you feel like it is 10 below
#so. go off the dome, #like, my #cranium #broke, yo.
Success is my idol being broke is my rival
Make some move, ambition i’m on a level
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