No timeouts homeboy, just one time
Fuck all the people rapping about drugs and crime.
Figure i would make the nba and make me a fortune
Knifes, axes and multiple varieties of gun
And there's no poverty or crime and you're a neighborhood,
Her body's been paranormal since buying that pair of titties, look
I can change the whole game if a nigga bored
Think of a crime, and it probably was my fault
And you ain't gettin' it, 'til you start payin' jewels
On murder and the rising crime rates, pimps and prostitutes,
In a turtle neck, thermal jeans, spit purple wine
But it’s hard to believe with all this poverty and crime,
Rollin’ and chokin’ and movin’ slow motion, i’m floatin' on good
And there's no poverty or crime and you're a neighborhood,
And there's no poverty or crime and you're a neighborhood,
For petty sake not even heavyweight, it's never good
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