Type of life a nigga kill or go to jail for
Clouded died years ago im just his imposter
I gave up on it along time ago
Friend or foe, niggas still can't tie the lace though
I was gonna start diggin' into these niggas chest, right
I thrive on makin’ my opponents think that i’ve died
One year ago you said i was a whore
Pine-green foams, they may never see the store
So im like fuck it, im out get on your head
Didn't talk for months/ hid food because i couldn't get
About 3 years ago and i was the only one to hear
Just let me do the talking man i know how niggas feel
Now here i am three months later, full blown relapse
Look around, fool, got a wall full of plaques
Odd future wolf gang, wolf gang presents
I make it rain for 6 months
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