Exclusives, y'all never seen
Brotha lynch may be mean
Imagine them trapped in confinries,waving through windows,peeking for recovery n
Clock ticks from ten, more socks hung again till 3 2 1 thank god for another year alive, amen.
Im a young brotha with a cold flow
Who real bitches check me out though
I call home delivered the news everybody hung up
Fuck a mask, i want that ho to know it's me, ugh
Every alley find me wasted hung, yo i'm fairly young
I'm glad pushin' that envelope, it's mad open
Bad bitch and she gon fuck me every way, never stay
When i first came to the school we hung out every day
So he just hung out with buddies
Ima let her be by herself in peace
I hung with some rebels never been with convicts,
Mommy found out i’m paying everybody bills
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