And this will be the song that we sing
Bullets flying, fake homies lying
Homies could get they dividends
Jill scott on my ipod, as my head rests
Homies dying like this is fucking war times
Hot man, god damn, killa cam be live
Homies lost their cool-funky flow
Niggas say i'm loco
Would have came back for you
Homies don't flow like they used to
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