Getting high, see the demons in my eyes, before i die
Hey pal goodbye ,this site must block such a motherfucken guy
As i take you through a ghetto nigga's lullaby
You're just some ghetto punk, but me, i'm a dope guy.
I i used to be that guy sitting on a crate, shotting of an 8th trying to get myself paid,
Its important we communicate, intentions to be forever but never cannot wait
All these little dreams you got, they're not shit
That poor guy cant even take a hit
Die motherfuckin die, hope yo' ass fry, don't ask why
On here she met rob, he seemed like a good guy
They 22′s or something
When you crushing, blushing
Perfect endings just don't happen to a good guy
And that they love to see us all go to prison or die
She just laughs as her life starts flashing back
A white guy tranna act like a black
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