‘cause he could die any day and you still the same thing
Giving head, now takes on a whole new meaning
Hit strip clubs find bitches with big butts
On the couch, wasted giving no fucks
These hoes thuggin, these nigga's bitches don’t know the difference
Giving you up to seven minutes to contact your peers,
No time to plot retreats
Giving life to dying breeds
And i end up giving your kids dat bread.
But i can't cause my eyes are red, now he's dead
Oh, not again! another critic writing report
Life was diggin’ me deeper, i kept on coming up short
Cheating, sleeping, its giving me a reason, beating, someone up.
So when i rape a bitch i hold her down and get my best nut
Giving us children who look up and be inspired
Ain't heard a nigga thorough, it ain't perfect, but i work
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