And i ain't never plan to be famous
Your life will be full of all sorts of crazy stuff
Hi's parents abonded him, and his doge gone wild
Panoramic views be tumblin' out my mind
Is probably filled with some other niggas numbers
New orleans, swag, wild style, foul child, suckers,
I was young and running wild,
Now walk to it with your land mind
Day dreams of rappin' in the stages, crowds goin' wild crazy of my verses//
And i ain't worried bout a damn thang, with unconditional love
Don't mess with me, i'm a wild fire/
And if my mother answer, i'll ask her
And they going fucking wild
I got a lot on my mind
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