The downfall of our free land
Stack in his hand trynna make that last
Dont paid the prepaid free
Shit with our whole family
Your wrists don't glist, get the pots out baby
Blazing the weed to get high free,
Feel like the only rapper that look at you with no trouble
Life style lavish the rap gang ladies slavish juvenile
As: and while you’re in my mother
Sucka, i let the whole rebel gang fuck her
Just let me be the real free
No smilescause ain't a thing funny
But i get the gang violence that be in that hood
Cause innocent women’ll stalk you if you fuck em good
Got overun by the youngster gang, but i glock till they dead/
They ain’t sleeping until they know every customer fed
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