I gotta know if it's real or not
Damn i forgot how much money he got
I apologized a trillion times
He told me he could help me write rhymes
He act like a fog cause he got that mystery flow
At times i look in the mirror to boost my fucking ego
He hit me, i fell; i got back up, all i did was book
I moved you up to hills, out the ills of the ghetto hood
Actually he has got two
And all the shit you went through
He said he would never leave me
Fuck that nigga, i am the party
Motivation from nipsey or glasses, jay rock
He was dope as fuck, it was crazy how absurd he got,
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