All you niggas dead , dead fake
Rae took on the date with the purple tape
Boom! now that she is dead
Like sally mae on college debt
Do you want to end up dead?!
My real estate sweet, yea ginger bread
Like a church in debt
Like night of the living dead
All green nigga pick six
I wanna feed my babys kids
Cop me air ones, hon, lime and red
Wasnt worth always feeling dead.
So im like fuck it, im out get on your head
Fuck around with me you just get dead
You tryin hard to maintain, then go head
Even when my dreams are dead
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