How you hold in emotion
And chickie's never loved him
And i'm not kidding when i say this generation is fucked,
Self-awarding, negligence of the less important
I don't want you to have my permit yet
And i'm fucked in the bed. and i'm fucked when i'm dead.
Sad but its true, but i ain't on ya level yet
Because we're dirty and fucked in the head,
I loved her, she loved me
I’m tryna be low key
Rolling a double rhouse full of happiness, weed and drank
I'm loved by many, those who i can see and can't
And if i'm down with this banging shit
You can die loved or live and be hated
Hopped on the pulpit and told them how i was truly blessed
I fucked your mom last night and her titties i felt
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