We used to be like distant cousins, fightin, playin dozens
Grab a pen in clutches, send it to heaven above functions
When i was 11 got the toolie thick
Its icy kash and i know ice is cubic
Niggas in jerusalem, waitin for signs
Of life, harm my bodily functions to be precise
Greed written on her face when i bought her first bag
It functions so well that i always come back
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