Ain't no lockouts, the game don't stop
But sadly they're all i got
No one winning chance you even got
That's how i got the weed spot
I was waiting til i graduated, a diploma in the folder, but its too late i'm reacting
Peddling pests to see the melody's which i've yet to bring, i'm trying to get a sting,
Fuck you cop, you can nibble my cock
Just a feeling i've got
Got mary jane, i got mary jane.
Forgetting the seasonslames not in my lane
Immortality like i have got
No pork on the fork, but it’s white in the pot
Best friend, girl friend, and my good cousin
U got 1000 enemies i got none
I got my drink, i got my music
I'mma treat you like my whip
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