Leave the keys with that bitch, jets
It’s the hard knock life (x2)
Blowing head back, bottles by the zone
Still on my grind, got a lot of kids at home
It’s the hard knock life (x2)
Convertibles with turbo jets
We never tattle, let god handle that
Home of the brave is where i'm at...
At the end of the day he just wants to go home
You cowardly-hearted, you couldn't make it on your own
Is how much goddamn pussy you can get at your home
Look, she love me from them poems, and them songs, in my zone
Full blast turn up the speakers at home
Yeah, he blowing up your cell phone
I woulda done anything for my own
At 36 yrs old she is way to young to go home.
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