Beaverton my sneaker game although i never be with ducks
The dangerous imagery of ghetto thugs, heavy drugs,
I don't fuckin' rap about any drugs that i don't do,
So would you please listen to what i'mma need from you
Ho, slut, no love, turn beef to cold cuts
You constantly say,that you do drugs,
Probly from selling or doing drugs
I like hoes that like poles in clean clubs
No money, power, or drugs,
Stack up your funds like a million bucks
Cause in the dope game, niggas'll die 'fore they go broke mayneanother hustler makin' major cash
Forget it its in the past memories pass i rather not rap about guns, drugs, and ass,
You constantly say,that you do drugs,
Amen, they say you only live once
Every day we fight the system, just to make our way
It reminds me of marvin gaye and carson mcrae,
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