Days consist of getting payed/ getting bred with my team
50 dollars on some shoes you ain't ever seen
It could possibly get any better
I wanted a brother my mother i told her
Mami... she open, she open
So you better run better run son
I like silver better!..
I'm gettin discouraged with her
I'm getting better every increment
They love misleading them having there beliefs fucked
Rub the wood and ima show em love
Shits getting serious.
GO BACK TO WRITE A SONG ABOUT ANOTHER TOPIC !
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