Women front, they get its cold
Signs of you getting smoked
My niggas getting mad
I don't want it on my back
Enemies getting closer.
Going broke, no sir
Well aren't you getting fed up
I said i don’t give a fuck
And some of the stuff i tried to do they had never seen
Days consist of getting payed/ getting bred with my team
Getting served like verizon
Can’t you see just how long my run
I'm so pure, so sick it's no cure
Getting fucked by the tenth bull
What you getting is death
Carefree i don’t need the stress
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