You just servin yourself, go pull up to pump three
I love embarrassing other people with poetry
But i got easy living; if i don't make it out, that's embarrassing
No sympathy, ain't no love when you in these streets just get something
Never talk onto them,
In the heartz of men
What the fuck happened to rap when
But i can't really blame them,
Made a million with the pen
Laziness got the best of them
Cause i've been sentthe heartz of men
So family retorted,fuck them.
Overly confident steadily topping them
Only her and i knownow i'm sitten' in tha state pen
Dress pimping-like and toast like less when
You can run from them you can run with them
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