Fed her acid now the duct tape quacks back at her
It didn't have to be relationship murder
No matter how much i try, stay alive, i'm a die a man
I got a hostile relationship with money like eminem and stan
Also dont forget to mention hiding from cops
Bail was a quarter mill, they put me in a box
Hiding in the trenches avoiding the ether bomb
Cause in my criminal mind, nobody violates the don
Ile find my target where ever its hiding,
And getting money is the song i sing
Kinship, relationship, friendship, no discriminating race shit
I stay with grandma, she always bitching about her carpet
All the time with this glock of mines
Your balls hiding in their whites
Why should i continue with this relationship
Hop on twitter, perpetrate we doing big shit
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