Now theres a different side of me that you never have seen.
If i don’t make it, then somebody tell my son screen
But it’s hard when they listens to fake types of shit,
And they say i'm over heads cuz they don't understand... that
But that's a lie, so give this thug a tryi'd rather be ya nigga
I've been through many different types of pains, while holding on to the
The last of a dying breed too many whack artists
Took her to the club and i bought her all types of drinks
These daysit's an all out rat raceand look at meee just caught another cat case
Different realities of the past we repeat our mistakes in different ways
Two times, cause a youngin ain't died
A plate full of death with a side of fluoride
Uh, and how i wish i would've met you first
Different kind of people in this world/
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