Professing they found one ready as this
I got up to give my mom a goodnight kiss.
Cause i walk around with pockets that are bigger than my bus
Me out my home/ she said i was a whore , and she didnt love
Of impactful things one can ask for
Splitting swisher's on the porch with my sister
I took your girl and sister, had a threesome in my new car
And where we've come and how we still have to go really far
No disrespecting baby, just tryna make you smile
Your my sister and it hurts though i know takes a wile,
All this is probably karma, you dishonored the father
Memories of my little sister but she's gone and i miss her.
My sister died before i was born i am the mothafucka that survive
Bitch say im hot smoking on by the night nigga you ain't know about the life
Hold my pistoland wrap your arms around a nigga
Because i thought my mom would love me more/ nothing but a
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