I was born back, wolf pack, nigga fuck that
Everything is just full of shit.
Full of futile exercises, for a future full of bars
My driver's out of this world, you playing bumper cars
Nigga, rap, you fuckin' suck probably
Full of myself, but still hungry
Like a line full of hoes
Fuck niggas we dont fuck with those
All these fake smiles cause my heart a little pain
Thoughts, cause you're an outsider tryna get in brain
Full course meal ingesting the pain
I'll never call you bitch again
I've be stressin in the spotlight, i want the fame
Just like that, you'll have a heart attack from the pain,
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