Zoning my second bottle, focused still on tomorrow
Deathly desperado, "never rest"s the motto,
Eatin nubo dishes, with my soul food princess
And i'm participatin' in this crazed game of the 2000's,
That’s why the paparazzi made that nigga hit his fucking head that’s what that fool get
And if yo blood wasn't runnin through my veins i would prolly cut yall off ... too ! yep
Sold sega games, his cousin sold crack
Or 90's, who cares, they're both bad.
Till the game`s over they are still watching me
High heel wearer, hell of a body
Drinkin' 40's, whippin' shit, and talkin' shit, their overtones,
I take tokes while you little niggas take notes
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