You killed the nigga, i stole a bible, is that a sin
Times is hard homie in this economic recession
Niggas from where i'm from they don't fuck with fights
So much pressure in this life of mine, i cry at times
Maybe jab you in the eye several times.
Also, this mothafucka got a nine to five
Yeah that girl is thick, top heavy for days
And kids spend their lives in the cells, and we're best safe,
Destined to win, get respect where i live
High advice, we are in blight times
Just the times to lives without the scrutinize
She don't suck nothing, buzzen, but she lick it nice
I can't take a big l, my city needs me, i gotta win
And understand, deprived cause lives or going out, some are coming in
Fake lives..smoking all these weed in the milligram
Bet they all will tune in, so i'mma do it bigger than
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