My mother dead fell over and slammed on the floor.
Gold chains, 24, niggas must be shinin' more
I ain't really into sports, that's just where i'm from
Dead in 3 months and they already joking on conan.
Rollex on my neck 20 k for my brother
"contemplate", i wrote about her
Now middle class with a nice house and a better life,
I guess she thought she'd get away, wouldn't hear the cries
Kid you're 13 quit your dreams put on the breaks
I'm so fucking raw haters hoping that i catch aids
Release the pressure in his heart, he lost a brother,
Put that shit on whatever, we running another summer
So here is a mop and a bucket now go clean up the bathroom
On the way to his house i got in the unlocked door and went straight to his room
And maybe one day his kids, something that he'll live for
My mother dead fell over and slammed on the floor.
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