Just put on one of me or big sean's cds and roll me some
40's on the 20's with the stove top, i'm steady plannin',
He fathers her only kid that's why my homies let him live
Now i'm missing the point like a circumcised penis,
You know they bangin' in the car harder than 808's,
The best is that which i accept and nothing less
Trying hard to speak and
My g"s have been handcuffed,
Bitch i’ve been ballin’ all alone, like the gym is vacant
Stupid shit about her using her fucking penis pump
Sky high, iced out paradise
It´s the battle of life
It’s sick and spiteful, 2pac’s twisted grim disciple
We don't believe you, you need more people
See i can’t keep you baby girl i'mma confess
And i'm participatin' in this crazed game of the 2000's,
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