Odd future young enough to get your priest mouth drool
You coulda had me, but now you with a fucking tool.
Its differs, with options, killing of his dreams
I know just what you need nigga that know when to leave
But anyway, give me cash fag, cause i'm low on gas
Like i chose to take that path but they got caught in a blood bath,
Got caught on a fence, went to jail, but stay truck fit
I ain't trying to conflict: nickels to dimes and shit
Both dreams got different parts
Please correct me, stretch marks
My parents went away on a week's vacation and
Guess that these bread fans with less raps got caught with a red hand
And you are to serve the consequences of your evil schemes
Back the fuck up if youve never had shattered dreams
GO BACK TO WRITE A SONG ABOUT ANOTHER TOPIC !
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