Tell me i ain't god's son, nigga mom a virginwe got evicted had to leave the burbs, back in the ghetto
No, but it will give everyone a show, your just mad cause i fucked yo hoe, thats a little low,
I'ma try to rhyme and get through, i'm documenting the truth
That ain't everyday low-level gangstas on stick and move,
Like makaveli i hit 'em up, so stay low key,
Whole ride hazy tell her don't drive crazy
See i know when the harsh reality take it's toll
When he fucked that bitch he gave away his soul,
I’m tryna be low key
Like hoes down in magic city
No it ain't easy
But once i get that key
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