Life sentence, court order, hearing the journeys thoughts
I been laughed at, hated on, no one would even play my songs
Ain't no fathers but the skinny niggas tryna hit their daughters
New world order and i'm the master of psychological disorders,
In order to be a jock wear cool socks and be on the football team and get lean
But whatever it is baby hope you pledge to your dreams, forever my queen
Nigga i tranquilize a bucketful of crabs damn right
I'm spreadin' to all the crews back, peace harry mike,
And the middle of guns and in the middle of lies so
I caught a felony loving the way the guns blow
I smoke the greenest of medicine till the government let us win
And im guessing that a new world order is the next step creation
Murder for murder, the beef recycled is light
I'm spreadin' to all the crews back, peace harry mike,
In order to put on a show and grow these skills of mine
My real fans gon’ ridegot my own shoe, clothing line
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