Stay gold, stray old, maturing means that your life sucks
My bars are lethal like barbiturate drugs
I could handle this on my own
Yeah, he blowing up your cell phone
Like you never did right? sort of like a black sheep
Come to my street and try to handle this heat
Your bitch kind of ugly but she sure fill up them jeans
You're not unique, what, you got with my mom, in the sheets?
My style is unique that's why i'm gonna win, freak!
Like you never get right? sort of like a black sheep
Even my analyst is struggling to handle this
Screw a chick, go outside and give the coupe a kiss
Did too many drugs dilating my third eye
Keep your eyes open, i can only say i'll try
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