Getting people i was cool with addicted to having sores,
Tryna see if real lyric spittin can buy me a porsche
Those privileged fucks got to learn that we ain't taking no shit
All the bullshit ive been having to deal with ive had it
I might have this pistol to my face,
Ever since grandma died, everyone parted ways
Or the courage to use em
Straight lane kiffen them
See her man face-to-face through the broken glass//
Felt like the towers when the planes went on crash
They dubaleing to me. bawo ni to my ladies
She loved seeing me having a hard time trying to breathe.
My music is like confetti rain when you win a race
I remember clearly the moment we came face to face
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