No matter what i try to make a quick buck,
Under pressure i don't sweat like my pores shut
Don't you worry, just keep movin boo
Too much on my plate joseph fuck you
Rose an angel we saw precious,
They getting deals with thier weak buzz
What the fuck oh its a buck.
I love you though i'll still fuck
That means you're jus a straight up faggot
So if they better than the kid
Like how the fuck did we miss this kid's shit
Fucking maggot fucking a faggot
Just how i wasted yo momma last nite for one little buck
But a couple shots of it got a nigga on stuck
O.d. was in the weight room all his life
The winged angel with a knife
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