Here's my heart you can hold it, i won't need it on this road trip
Anyone who tries me is a fake rapper, no dollars just counterfeit."
In the heartz of men
No life ahead of them
You turn of your feelings when the life is hard, but you live in sweden your
Loc’s on, chucks low, black beanie dogpatron top wash straight from the liquor store
Your feelings will be hurt, oh no! shedding 'n' sweating from nerves,
Used to ride little buses, i ain’t fuck with my teachers
Ay, i got a dollar and a dream, real niggas on my team
Its either your real or your fake - no in between
Bitch no one believes your fake ass lies
I run the summer, don't plan on sharing prize
You only live once, tonight we do it twice
Break every fiber until you got no life
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