Don’t you be holding back, your love
My moms turn-for-the-worst are turntables/
Forever i ain't run yet and i never will
Pac was like jesus for me, but nas wrote the bible
Um tom frazier, new lebron haters
For the loud crowd who brought razors
I think found where your mind was
Ima leave them praying for jesus
Four out of five try to fake and get serious
Stop blamin me for everything, jesus
Baby heading down a cloud
Me, the one kid in the crowd,
And now these hoes are on my line
I turn 20 next month, and for the first time
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