My placement's decaying, aching for ways to be fed tonight
I was gonna start diggin' into these niggas chest, right
Even if it's not out, bring the whole stock out
There's other ways, there's other things to talk about,
6 million ways to die choose one
A couple years back ain't seen my vision
Yeah two times on a sunday what a lil brotha gotta em goin one way
I seen them grinding 'n' finding a way, to take time at the night or day
So y'all niggas can fly
Lookin for ways to try
Nah i ain't afraid to demonstrate my pimpin' ways
If he don't show up, think i can take his place
Bitch, get that shit through your cranium befo' i break it down
Never knew a hooker that could share me, i get around
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