It's cause of you, see, you let him do that
I killing people,but i still feel sad
My bitch on the come-up while your bitch is going broke
With my sad pitiful miserable life no hope,
It's #sad, #damn #who's #sayin this?
Pocket racked up all big faces
Of the very same baby that the virgin mary raised
So take your out notebook and listen, when i say this dont faint
It was all bad
I was angry and sad
You a lady boss, now you fly free
When your sad angry happy
I took a pen a fucked a notebook wit it,
Shit i represent is killin' niggas and shit
Help me pay my little rent, maybe sit in a benz
You wanna see my math notebook, you see lining bar plans
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