Don't always fuck me good, i'm just too cheap to divorce her
He fought us, got caught up, now selling dope on 21st block corner
Baby mammas on the corner—little mouths to feed
I'm in a rare breed, extraordinary league
Can't use the phonecause i'm sure someone is tappin indid it before
Growing up in a middle eastern family , is the hardest thing for
While i sit in the corner
Girl, what you grabbing cash for
I got class and can't take this bitch to math, what
The hardest part of life is growing up.
B lo stand up keep my niggas on the corner
It's like we both forgot what we were fightin' for
Hoodrats on every corner
But that's what he liked her
A couple of haters looking, i’m knowing them niggas hot
Or be on the street corner with a pipe smokin the rock
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