And coulda retired at 29 in my 20′s still
Meanin’ i don’t play ‘cause wale is ill
Cause i have got "s" plus what a dog's tail does
But you been looking for love in all the wrong places
Welcome to the euphoria of cocaine without able
It’s sick and spiteful, 2pac’s twisted grim disciple
Get wit this 90's baby tupac shit
I was born back, wolf pack, nigga fuck that
Cause all i want is change and my niggas they wanted the same
Till you scream " what s my what s my name whats name!!!!
Thanks to you, d p s drowns!
Hundred racks of hundreds in the stash house
I'm not talking m3's, but this is your survival lease
Pay homage to a god, bitch fall on your knees
Wear out tracks, let me do my thing, i got 16, for this roscoe thing
Not even a dildo or something, ever thought of readjusting
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