Sees the sky in nine dimensions
Ya ain't killers ya’ll got hundred yard dash guns
That's real shit real nigga life
I find dimes like nine - five
I'm back chillin with a friend of mine
Till the day that i grabbed that nine
I got her head on my cock, doing the six nine
Cappin' boy, cooking crack, at the same damn time
Promise me you won't step out of line
My heat concealed and its that black nine
Overall, your lost in deep space,
Say you through will all my foul ways
But i remain the good kid
Got that nine yea im faded
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