Can barely walk the city streets
I'm not crazy i 'm doing gods deeds
I'm a, p-i-m-p, like fiddy explained
But, shorty i'm far from a saint
F a m e, i learnt that in 2nd grade,
A 45 trey deuce spade sprayed, you stayed
Ho's, got a list, but i gotta pick
This flow so slow, i`m so slick,
I would speed chase but nothing is in the clear
I m not making u feel that u r my dear...
I"m a savage as i ravage, with unstoppable damage.
When he see the jugs he will wanna rush to get a quick touch
And i'm the same, on e'erything i love, or everything i love
Sick and i'm slick, i been in this shit since six years old, i'm droppin' poems,
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