Got the fridgedest temperature on my wrist again
About how she was a bad mama, mama said "fuck 'em then"
And i'm the same, on e'erything i love, or everything i love
It provides "protection" for it's people, yet kids are lured into bad choices,
Pants get stone, we call it the breakdown
And kids no matter how bad you get knocked down
A heart attack, son, cause a how bad that was."
Niggas is working forever my bars
Whaddup hoops, tell them it was for the money
At first i didnt know how bad this shit would bother me
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