Carcasses in carpet and drag em off to the market and sell em for charges
And i'm the same, on e'erything i love, or everything i love
In life nothings comes free
She going to borrow some money
I'm in love with a woman who is crazy
...can i break free? trapped in my sins, can i break free?
No, i can’t called bitch i’m lying, i don’t use my phone, shit
We gotta set our own market, and enforce it
I'm on i-80 though with my baby
Dont paid the prepaid free
Took a trip to a market, and saw all the candy
That bastard was buzzing like woody so we get it for free
This is known as a classic, yeah that chapped lips crack shit
You try to call the cops a new snitches on the market.
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