200 degrees but im getting sucked
Knees dug deep into the pavement
40 on my face, getting cash
Bring your pen and your weed stash
Dub a.l.e., still a son of a gun
Getting served like verizon
From the time that you stole my heart
Your getting parred, lyricly flopped hard
Is it a sin to be so young but feel like you got the potential to be the greatest
It's fad when hating our size of our dick believed to be rich and known to be ditched
I'm not getting no therapy
That's why i'm makin' money
You know you so pretentious
And i ain't getting breathless
If i don’t make it, then somebody tell my son screen
Days consist of getting payed/ getting bred with my team
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