From the passion, ya hands reaching for the sheets to grab
Cops called dad, tellin him at school i was actin bad,
Dude your bad at call of duty ghost
And my regime includes east coast
Fight the temptation but it keep coming back
Luxury life, results living bad
I give you my heart just don’t break the shit to pieces
This hoodrats think they're bad , when their names chris
I took a look at the problem and result, my life is the aftermath.
But on the other hand i don't understand why you got other plans
But if i'm at it, mathematically, the money ain't bad.
Gods words all cursed like crackshai-tan's way of gettin us back
And i ain't never left
Your bad is what is alleged
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