He screamed "thug life" and emptied the clip
You make elevator music
Like dead presidents a country leaderless and lawless,
Red berry everywhere, got puff getting jealous
I just wanna make music,
Baby am i slick
Fuck it turn my mic up a lil bit
This country, black and white, its split
Got the passion for the music
He might have the same whip
See the feds and tap out that's wrestler shit
Chips, chocolate, pop, popcorn and music
Hustle 24 hours fo dis country money
And i don’t know why you sucker niggas can’t see
And tired of his shit and tries to just split
Making dollar bills out of music
GO BACK TO WRITE A SONG ABOUT ANOTHER TOPIC !
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