Guess it's something like your girl, nigga it ain't came yet
I could keep going but im going to stop instead
But it's a part of me to fail things like these, though i was always good at
You're trying to raise 2 bad kids on your ownand there's no way i can pay you back
Bitch stop running your mouth
Hundred k in twenty-two hours
It doesnt matter how hard you try, herdz ull always die.
If you don't give a fuck, put your hands up high
I'm on the run, keep running
I got my wife, so fuck the ring
But one things for sure, you're next in line!
She said she want it now, well girl it's hammer time
I'm high as fuck and i didn't call for all this
I tried counting sheep, but there's one i always miss,
You better keep counting them one by one
I hit your block and we can box for fun
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