Hey y'all i''m sick like necrophiliacs in graveyards
Hit the green like running backs with no yards
Notice everything it wasn't. realizing why it shouldn't ever be again
I got a tattoo saying thug life, all i need now is a gold chain,
I got a watch wit all gold,
But for long time i had gone cold
Ima lay it down and have myself a taste
I'm a, p-i-m-p, like fiddy explained
I got a watch wit all gold,
The truth shall be told
I got a watch wit all gold,
Is a space that now you hold
Now i m gonna tell u a real story....
It ain't nothing to me, i’m who they coming to see
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