Man these songs that i made in my bedroom and shit
It's not your world anymore, so get off it
You know they bangin' in the car harder than 808's,
My bitches ballin' to the maya moore's, yes
Felt in danger at my home, i couldn't stay there anymore
Right now at 23 i ain't mad at them reds no more
And if you got it you gettin wet, nigga bet on that
But not anymore bitch you fuckers can eat it!
Im just a young buck trapped in the mind of a man in his mid 80's
Like i went to sierra leone in a homecoming dress
I'm not even pissed anymore
Not one j got a pair or more
Any one who says he s wack i attack with these raps n
I rather give you my last to see you live again
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