They are still knocking on my door they wanting more, i`m about to got insane
But i'm a dreamerhave you ever seen a nigga who was strong in the game
I knew for sure that my father was going to hell.
She got a fat ass, she prolly know me well
I m not making u feel that u r my dear...
All i’m hearing is aids, i ain’t deaf in my ear
Bt i m still writing my rap which is lyrical and melodious....
And we way too young to know love, maybe not but we don't need no rush
But fuck that, i aint bout to miss my fucking chance
Matter fact i am farmer john milkin' cattle tracks
But daddy gotta order somethin dealers can't afford
So i just keep my life going while praying to the lord
Mostly cause niggas hate you, tryin to fill up your plate
Cos i m working in this shit...which my daddy made...
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