Six-fifty, three hundred my shirt free
Visiting the family
Though uncalled for, they gon drop them
Streaks are made to broken
I'm sitting on this couch, wrist bloody
Now i'm missin my family
When i arrive the whole town gets sunny
Roslanskeet, i'll kill your whole family.
My knee was cut open, heart was broken.
Steady reaching for the stars, but it's only one
I run the summer, don't plan on sharing prize
As your family dies, and my family rise
I be gettin' money
I've got health and family,
Are grieving and broken
Cold world no blanket son
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