I swear i'll never call you bitch again
Freedom from loss and so freedom from gain.
My motherfucking doctor said i need a doctor
He fought us, got caught up, now selling dope on 21st block corner
Isn't it ironic when i label 21st century songs vomit,
Homie will never love her, although he'll probably have a fit
Let's pretend that his life would be full of friends and fun events.
Bands on top of bands, got me fuckin’ her and her friends
Unfazed by recent events
To increase my ends
Ham ma living in the 21st century
But we be having that jersey
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