This shit get critical, always gotta get different one
I just thought to myself how could i let this happen,
Riding around with ms. reece and them
Who knew love could be such a burden
Cause "how the fuck could this happen to our kids? they're smarter than this"/
You fronting niggas hate to meet up withbut my crew holdin' duffle bags bitches
We don’t reason, no such thing as a peace treaty,
And i don’t know why you sucker niggas can’t see
No such thing as a weed overdose/ so keep toking folks
Now son is the only onegrows up in adoption homes
Wordplay for days, smoking haze for days
It takes time, no such thing as the master race,
You kidding meit's really nothing to me and my king
Suggestin' there'll ever be a such thing, ring, ring ring,
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