It's ironic they call me a fresh breath no joke
With my sad pitiful miserable life no hope,
Some love makin' and homecookin'i'll see ya laterit don't take alot to keep a nigga hard
No broke niggas in my circle we at the top , ill body yo ass and have choppa dropped
Yeah come holla at your uncle
Cause life don't come with no manual
You niggas aint got no hoes
"listen to the track bitch!" echoes
I say its a hard life growing up, with no trust with you're parents, hard life
It's hard to have american pride when most of your money's made out of them lies
All these niggas is broke shit
So i'm one with that
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