Get wit this 90's baby tupac shit
Platinum and gold, you gots to love that
Till you scream " what s my what s my name whats name!!!!
Past all these glass jaws and assholes that claim
It's blacc friday and i'm glad to be black
Or 90's, who cares, they're both bad.
And i shall commence that i'm the truth, joe
Deathly desperado, "never rest"s the motto,
Leasin' a vehicle quick enough to see people that don't even exist yet
That’s why the paparazzi made that nigga hit his fucking head that’s what that fool get
Said i'm bad motherfucker from the w e s t
Driver drop me off at dulles im headed to some money
I got ak-47's get ya shit lit
See i let my nigga split that
Money, cash, hoes, 420's the cleverest verse,
It was just the four of us uptown corners
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