Takg there money, there getting dryer,im not a drug dealer i dont do deals
And, yeah, we heard you got it locked but like dem socks we on your heels
Getting to the money
We're living in a fantasy
She loved seeing me having a hard time trying to breathe.
Though i recite it like it lucifer's loose leaf
I'm everything that they call nice
The drug life, a hard life, no wife
Odd future leaving even niggas in past tense
A lot of girls pussies cause he's fucking malcolm sex
But i'm not a dummy, without money i'm stuck here for life
Fuck rules, skate life, rape, write, repeat twice
Im calming down and having a rage that i really fucking need
So my outlook's dim and my house is eventually without any heat
Getting dro on low like a fucking pro
The world looking out, they on the front row
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