But if she ain't gonna smoke it ain't gon' happen
It's only a dream, check point reality one
Sometimes you go stores and buy everything that you see
People say that i'm a bum, my parents make modest money,
Zombie ill fucking bite tuechie,bum rush his ass like a groupie,
To be rich like a king, and live my life, trouble free
All you niggas die
Lift your eyebrow up high
So we can stick around for as long as we can so we can enjoy this earth,
See embraces, fall short on the numb tips of street entrepeneur fingers
Next thing i know is, theres a gaping hole in my butt,
Backing up, like juvenile biggest fan was a moving truck
Check my bank account, got racks on racks
My shit thigh like my bootstraps
Niggas in the street scared
Waiting for what to end?
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