And older women put a nigga on their bucket list
And the happy ones that will one day cease to exist.
Together all the timethought it was true love
Why do we look so down on stack of ones?
Foes are rusted no ones trusted
Fuck it, they shrink to fit
// [we're the ones who made you]
When i get to warwick avenue
And you are you too, but bitch i'm three
The ones always feeling fuckin crummy
So i guess i’m good naira,yoruba love give em my love
No yo never have so stop pickin on the little ones
The ones that just wanted something
In my drawsring, ring, ring
Wolf gang, triple six crew
// [we're the ones who made you]
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