Binded between, carryin' the flag for an area that drag
True story, there was a 12 year boy, a mom a dad
Yet to be moving like a 2 year old
We forever be real, we'll never fold
Where i went wrong
This is my day year long
Girl your body lookin’ like a fuckin’ pot of gold
May i ask that you cut the wack shit? sound like a 12 year old,
All these 12 year old bros turning into hoes, its so bad i feel like calling the
Troublesome niggahahaha, troublesome 19-motherfuckin'-96let it be known nigga
Still standin' and in love with my prideheard frivolous beats, we past that
I could send my10 year old michael to your place to teach you how to rap.
It's double mg but i'm 'bout that cash money like baby
They said they remember me from last year, well that's the old me
And niggas slippin if they think the fucking grip is a lie
You think it's fair to have my 10 year old watch his mother die.
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