He was my cousin and he was there for me
We got money to go get baby
He wanted me to hear it.
In the midst of a fire pit
He said he would never leave me
Six-fifty, three hundred my shirt free
He told me he could help me write rhymes
Before we see it's hard to live
He made me shudder no more, he forages happiness for my soul
Baby i beg to differ, bet you can polish a pole
So tell everyone abstrakts gone crazy, he's lost the plot he raped me,
Get a bottle of ciroc and take a chopper to the party
My shirt, purple label my shirt
That bitch i raped and dismembered
My dip gang man, the peeps that'll ride
But he treating me right
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