Picking food out the trash while your mum is fucking a hobo next to the trash can
Like twenty-five to life never crossed they mindtell me young nigga never learned a thang
Down just so we can grow
Check the fucking facts yo
Wale and k'naan, they don't know is there radio
//represent for real, fucking start it, let's go, yo.....
You fucking bitch wha ya say man yo in to explain pain
I done lost too many homies to this motherfuckin' game
It's a chordaroy life that i'm living hazy
Bitch, i flow like shady back when his mum made him crazy,
By the little camera thing on the fuckin' mac book
I came ova yo house, yo momma got racks what's good?
The last thing i said to n ur mum n dad was die a payneful death
Cause it'll never be the same hereso i wipe away the tears
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