The red album, lil red shortie, you can't touch her
Carving out a path was a hardship for the traveler,
I hope you studied because he's testing your faith again
This surface of our friendship is now disappeared with the rain
That you selling rides on the white horse right up out your crib
These critics ain’t never been poor or experienced hardship,
To real life: large minds abroad the hardship of hard times
Look, the illest bitch alive, reallest bitch alive
Ironic since my drive increased, my driver see the profit
Kinship, relationship, friendship, no discriminating race shit
Friendship ties was a severed piece, i even thought that i should rest in peace
Still hear that laughin' under breath while the orlando police
This friendship has fallen,
Catch you up on places i've been
Sorry mark i don’t want offend your sisters good friend
It makes the friendship special right to the end
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