You can't even scan, your fans are downloading you
Keep your business to your self never fuck with a crew
Destroying self esteem with every word your shelling/
Wear out tracks, let me do my thing, i got 16, for this roscoe thing
Don't do what your forced to do, do what makes you happy
But respect is more real, and ambition the key
Right past the poor in clothes they can't afford
Forced towards norman the foremen dork,
You did this to your self, don't blame me
A military mind mean money
I never quit it, the youngest one of my mother's children
Put your self in their position and slowly, listen
On my big dick shit with intercourse that's forced,
Shit don't stopcuz i can make that ass drop
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