Out came some shit looking like a lincoln log eight feet long,
Louis v don’t see the store, going in there and leave it gone
Eight full rounds of birthdays, a first grader
And it's 2 clips, i get out to play for
On tours, we straight making sure lawyer fees paid
Lost my mother wen i was barley eight
No days off is time gone, trying to get my paper straight
Flash forwards then back to him in seventy eight,
Yeah that's right it was a cat fight. two one eight
I been an ape, diamonds in the dinner plate
My path's in eight lanes, eight chains, great word play
I'm in the middle of a bad bitch sandwich, yea
She was a les 'til i went ahead and screwed her straight
When i put ten in the bank and they take eight?
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