We cooking coke, on the block
I'm the freshman now, got it on lock
Stuck dealin to get a meal an a bomb to burst, now tucked in by a fuckin lie
A play there faithful are far away and even if i pray nothing will change to my
Won't bring your mommy back, or even make things right
Steady bookin' flights, nigga we alright,
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