I grabbed the ak, my homie took the 12 gauge
Peep game don't let the money make you change
I dont rack stacks i got pocket change drug money is whack,
Let's get my enemies not knowing i'm coming back
You thinking did god do this to make yourself change
They say this media changed, these verses gettin strange
I dont know why they let you out in the dark
I'm feeling like i never want to be apart
You got the spotlight, can make a change
Give me a blue benz, red porsche, red range
If you dont that nigga gone make you get handcuff
A lot of women from conversation could fall in love
Cause i ain't mad at cha
Then let you meet your make ah,
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