His sickening accusations, i fucking lost my patience
Then never touch it, like your goatee it's grown for years
Release the pressure in his heart, he lost a brother,
And all that deep shit i was previously down for
You fronting niggas hate to meet up withbut my crew holdin' duffle bags bitches
But like all bad things you should realize, im just a lost soul in this
Tell satan my soul is his to take,
On tours, we straight making sure lawyer fees paid
His father lost his mind, and they both lost there mother.
The nerve of this prick, he said fuck it you can have her
Pg, riverdale, largo, temple hills
I know he lost his mind, but skills?
That his soul to the devil's owed, now he flows in him, sold out,
Diamonds blind the lens and camera men on the stakeout
Another morning he wakes up screaming, how he lost his dreams in
I smoke the greenest of medicine till the government let us win
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