Them other niggas smoke, they ain't this high
He came home so pissed and he doesn't know why
Story of a young dreamer who was mistook n' then he died...
I leave a hater like he lost a watermelon fight
He died on my 16 birthday,
Get in the mood on blacc friday
Thinking he wont goddamnit he will
Get my fill on with this grandmother named jill
Dope enough to snort crack and sit the fuck still
Thinking he wont goddamnit he will
He thinks that he can control
Women at my pole
It's ironic they call me a fresh breath no joke
When he thought he could do this was he on coke
Weighin 165 and these tricks should die
He came home so pissed and he doesn't know why
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