The wake up, dawg get ya face off the pillow
Ride my tides i don't mind my lies that died slow
Forever in debt to the lord for he's given
Reaching for the golden throne that hip-hop died in/
Uh, i'm tryna learn something new
You were the friend that kept me true,
The boa know they loving the crew
And that fucking bitch friend of his too."
I'm just trying to paint that picture, when i'm rhyming up in this booth
Mother died in a wedding dress, it was a depressing death that hurt his youth
I give up my light like an interracial couple wit a child
Sister died before i was born i am the mothafucka that survived
And now i see that you were just a fake friend
Uptown, moco, prince george, represent
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