Well, i don't know, maybe you had some childhood trauma trip,
Homie will never love her, although he'll probably have a fit
I’m watchin' espnbut when that show end
Talking about a friend, of a friend
A childhood being suppressed,
Plus 11-99 in his muthafuckin' chest
Though my credits are slept, my ambition the best
When you only have one friend and they only have one friend
Oops i meant audemar, my whole team got them
And our very own childhood conflicts depict em/
My childhood was full of bad memories
My bitches brighter always saying lights please
One day she talked to us about our younger childhood
My window is a book and i'm a fuckin' crook
Towards my young childhood
Smoke ? you know it taste good
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