I'm tryna lead a normal life but i'm getting into strife.
Could i be the same one who came from a far away life
You can call me cancer but i don't smoke cigarettes
A lot of girls pussies cause he's fucking malcolm sex
Cause a nigga main joint wanna do my hair
Wavy-haired, my skin got a money getting glare
I'm trynna beat up every beat until my feet at the top
While prostitutes still getting money from sucking a cock
Hit the club and i let it fly, claim you balling nigga telling lies
I say its a hard life growing up, with no trust with you're parents, hard life
Your getting parred, lyricly flopped hard
Heath ledger said the nights gonna be dark
Never getting more money than a cashier's check
So im like fuck it, im out get on your head
Girls, power, money, it ain't my motivation,
And it's hard to find god when you ain't never seen him
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