It's all good, finna dog that
Her life story was so sad
When i write rhymes i go blind and let the lord do his thing
Most of you are heartbroken, stop the rapping, and start smoking.
Now you got me hopped up on that
You are lookin a little sad,
It ain't with me you're fighting with but my verbal skill's shadow,
Most determined, but with the smallest of funds to show
She probably had a reason though
That doesn't wanna let go so this shadow
Now, nigga, it’s the prince
Fuck your cars, fuck your feelings.
Out of this coviction of feelings
Golf wang kill them all nigga, triple six
I am the shadow that lingers around
Don’t know if i’m ‘posed to take you out
GO BACK TO WRITE A SONG ABOUT ANOTHER TOPIC !
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