Third ward general, young cash money
His high is still really short to me
Life is too short to decide what's wrong and what's right
Niggas talk murder, but they ain't gon ride
I let you know you dealing with dogs
Should be degraded, (short pause)
Girl i know you like that, you crazy
His high is still really short to me
Cause talk is cheap
Ill keep it short and sweet
You're coming up short of my kneecap, midget,
I'll never be retro like a cool kid
Yeah, work, fuck you niggas, pay me though
And i'm one short of christmas, hoho
Ever since then i had no job
Life's too short to not go for broke
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