After this eighth be high like out of middle school
I'm going hard for the days i was poor
Going for the belt like the number one contender
Finding-nemo-ass niggas get your life together
And all that deep shit i was previously down for
Going for the gold, not the copper or the silver/
Going to her concert payin for tickets at 50 bucks a pop,
Make me throw my diamonds up, bitch, my life was hard knock
Yeah, for the kids going through shit/
I put that nigga in his casket
For going on being
Questioning the whole meaning
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