And i'm all out of money cause i bought drugs for some party,
When you rapping how i'm rapping, they fellatio free
My rapping moves on ,from the depression
The world should turn as soon as my records spin
Fuck it, odd future some nazis, black nazis don't copy
And i'm all out of money cause i bought drugs for some party,
Then it's back to the corner where we sell cracksome of you niggas is bustas, you running round
Money drugs and women seem to be the only the the radio can play! (*white noise sound*)
From this pain and depression.
You're uncool like my mother kin
And he was married to my grandmother for money n drugs
That mean im overflowin all you rappin niggas in cups
My depression hit hard/
Blasting out some backyard
GO BACK TO WRITE A SONG ABOUT ANOTHER TOPIC !
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