Memories of my nigga but he dead now
The footsteps on the beach are only his somehow.
My biography follows the footsteps of malcolm x
Odd future leaving even niggas in past tense
The footsteps on the beach are only his somehow.
I'm the reason that your bitch is smoking weed now
Ain't gon' follow the footsteps i'm makin' my own
For the dough you'll be like doe, stuck at home
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