Saeed alisha i miss you, god bless my brother’s soul
It could wipe niggas clean like a fuking dust bowl.
I’m in the club, tryna show ‘em how to stunt
Spread them in hell and watch your ashes burn to dust,
Ben's left in the dust wallowin in defeat
But hey yo look, money from across the street
Trapped in my own communityone day i'm gonna bust
Some people take the pain away with liquor or smoking dust,
Crushin up your mind into tiny pieces of brain dust
Fellatio is frequent, still i treat them decent
I race to the line, blow past the dust
You wasn't fin' to dress all crazy no more and
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