Pick my enemies out the crowd, and motherfucker's die
I'll battle ya, dont worry tho, i can be quite a nice guy
My ex bitch bitter now cause everything sweet
My words are a #death #note, dont be mislead
Fuck it, its hip hop and niggas don't give a damn
Dont be riding in kendricks old mini-van/
10th grade, eyes red as shit
But when i be they dont like it
But fuck that , a hoodrat is something i dont want to be
Who didn't really care to see, or give a damn if she
But in real life they eyes is on your moneysee the enemies will say they true
Yea i may be a lil crazy too,but dont talk about me jus worry about you......
Not too close cause i dont wanna be a ghost my soul on a stick burnt marshmallow roast
Without her i'd be lost..being with her comes at a cost..thoughts of losing her haunt me the most/
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