Sorry... not sorry, i probably shouldn't copy another killers story,
That's gon' make it hard to smile in the futurebut through whatever you see
I'm tryna follow money, she tryna fall in love
I m stuck with my laptop in this shitty office...
Cos my momma told me dat i m the best!
I'm a 417 with a bulletproof vest
No more amore, i refuse to force you
Scram i;m done with you piece of shit boo
Wish you niggas father understood where the condom was
Hey y'all i''m sick like necrophiliacs in graveyards
Now i m gonna tell u a real story....
I'm a g, and this is something you can't see
Shoes, louis, prada, groupie blah blah
I"m ah gut you and the bitch that's with ya
Real light jab to opponents
I feel sorry for there parents
GO BACK TO WRITE A SONG ABOUT ANOTHER TOPIC !
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