Yet to be moving like a 2 year old
Can’t tell your girl so she the center fold
Just with myself i thought of making art i'd be a painter,
I tell them killers they ain't figure what they fightin' for
It's been a half a year, i say we take it there
It’s me and my nigga there until i’m a millionaire
Where i from, it get cold
You was to young a 18 year old
A couple of sprites but no beer
I been sober a fuckin' year
You're trying to raise 2 bad kids on your ownand there's no way i can pay you back
I'm a nineteen year old middle-class upstanding white kid who would have guessed that?
May i ask that you cut the wack shit? sound like a 12 year old,
Righteously living, i know all my verses be cold
12 year old books going through your fuckin temple
Don’t wanna have me then somebody will
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