So she kisses the stars
Whiskey cigars and fast cars?
Nobody rep for the skins, they busy cheering them stars
That look in his mama's eyes, he was traumatized by police cars,
Caged, and the wonder is seen
A mess for us two to clean,
I'm rap like you simple and clean
Miami nights, it was all a dream
And i'm still hurtin over pops
I won’t be bragging ’bout my cars
Drive real fast when i'm in my cars
Watching for hollow-tip shots
Spittin' ridiculous shit about mitsubishi plants, makin' cars
I was hyper because i didn't get attention from my real pops
Hoes love me because of my cars
I like bitches in air maxes without socks
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