He fathers her only kid that's why my homies let him live
Try to sleep at night while feeble types in undershirts will beat their wives
Two different stories,
Credit card late fees
So i guess that's where i hide my things
And different situations
They say, trojans never break but it ain't that
But it’s hard when they listens to fake types of shit,
Get ya head bust
This time its different
It was different version and a different style.
Specially equities, reckon we smile
He storms to his computer room and, types that you're a faggot.
Swallow the cinnamon, i'mma scribble this sin and shit
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