I got a laptop in my back pocket
You dropped outta college, you can't pay shit
I got my life back on track
There's crack, there's crack
Living underground like a godfather buried alive
I got blessed with immortality of my life
So i got to clean my act up,
Fuck that shit, i don't give a fuck
I feel they praisin too much
I hope you got my message,
Cause i got my fucking glock,
Believe me i'mma be your god
I got my drink, i got my music
And my momma keep smoking that shit
A couple of haters looking, i’m knowing them niggas hot
My mind is nothin' my pride is somethin' that i don't got,
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