I master vandalism and my louie v's sprouse shit
Cause i got mad niggas around ready to take the next hit.
When i held you i used to cry
Weighin 165 and these tricks should die
I get excited n all when you make me cry n crawl
That ain't hard, swear to god, these niggas ain't real at all
You know i want a piece of that pie
When i held you i used to cry
Under ya nose a rose grew with no sun at all
When i get that 10 racks nigga we gone hit the mall
We was high school peers, in junior high
And i try, sit alone and i cry
I got two points before i hit the next level
Odd future is children that's fucked up in they mental
See when i was a kid, i'd cry when got hit,
Im sayin one night my love is like that
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