And scared he married o'hare the moment illinois put him in lock
A couple of haters looking, i’m knowing them niggas hot
But in real life they eyes is on your moneysee the enemies will say they true
He was my brother to, playing call of duty with him at night way past two,
Nor he can take me in heaven neither he can force him in his show,
But even when you leave, somehow it still try to follow
You know its black thought and your boy the bro ?uest, but
To livin in a house with food my stomach
You is not hip then i can not coach her
He does what he needs to do and makes it better
The world we have created makes me sick to my stomach
I had a long day and i really wanna fuck
He was my cousin and he was there for me
Once mr. woods was all good, now a nigga only
He knows that the world cant stomach him
First off congratulations on the win
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