Peep gamedon't let the money make you change
One that doesn't end in psychotic rage,
One verse, one hearse, kill him off like the grim reaper/
You too young and you don't know what i'm fightin' for
They robbed us in the end
Might as well get it off yo’ chest
The winner in the end is the one you feed.
When it came to grams it was 90 i fried
End your career in a verse
You little young-ass motherfuckers
It's just me, in the end
Niggas in the street scared
Long as i can feel my heart tap like happy feet
The winner in the end is the one you feed.
She always in my mind when i write every single verse.
Then never touch it, like your goatee it's grown for years
GO BACK TO WRITE A SONG ABOUT ANOTHER TOPIC !
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