What, what ... project shit what
I couldnt give a flying fuck
Cause i’m a profit; i can see bodies flying every where
To get it in, any minute, i'll be hit with a stare
Like a racer in the track
Make the fingers snap
Just blink twice and i’m there where you are
''track star'' run real quick bitch like a track star
Been a few minutes since i made a track,
Sold sega games, his cousin sold crack
Livin' with 2 brothers, 2 grandparents and a mother
This is for my bitches gettin' high on the regular
Get drag'd 2 a early grave
Driving my car to a foreign place
Simply wanna kick back, rippin on a sick track
But we’ve been going through this thang since way back
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