Hold on you can see my vision
6 million ways to die choose one
Left hand got ten bands; back pocket, four stacks
I'm finding ways, to get them fucking brats,
Tried to break this unlawful curse,
If i sent my dad letters
I seen them grinding 'n' finding a way, to take time at the night or day
Steak dinner everydayfor the moviemy life is like a compton play
But put it in slow-mo, i don't want to bust the tape yet, press play
I seen them grinding 'n' finding a way, to take time at the night or day
To be fought, not finding refuge in the ones they adore/
Replaced by freak shit i am currently down for
There's other ways, there's other things to talk about,
Why every five minutes niggas walking out
I seen them grinding 'n' finding a way, to take time at the night or day
But, tomorrow's uncertainty promotes the urgency in this shit i'mma say
GO BACK TO WRITE A SONG ABOUT ANOTHER TOPIC !
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