Half your body laying on my chest
I got a friend named chris rent
I'd still be a nigga with no deal tryna get one
And expose a fool who by dissing everyone
My friend got a girlfriend to which he told his secrets,
Stealing a clip for anyone squealing they lips
I'm a 417 with a bulletproof vest
I got a friend named chris rent
I needed a real friend, who didn't have a loose end
That happen to act like a black president
That's the window into the sky
Then i get hit by a car and die
Got hit, with a hurricane
Things'll never be the same
I've be stressin in the spotlight, i want the fame
Customize a server instance like a model train
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