Bullets in ya hand bitch
And she stripping, go to college
Whatever it takes to live and stand
I write your name on my hand
And i can write a hook fast
I got the mic up in my hand,
These mistakes are a fact of life, get it right
Nah me and rap go hand in hand like jeckel and hyde,
But my plan is to show you that i understand
Box of chocalates right in your hand.
Washing dishes and polar bear splitting
My sister and them, all my niggas listening
My parents went away on a week's vacation and
He's acting like he knows poverty with that cake in his hand
Next thing you know things got out of hand
I'm from the tin shacks where mishaps get fixed fast
GO BACK TO WRITE A SONG ABOUT ANOTHER TOPIC !
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