Foes has got to realize, the mob on a killin, robbers gott a stealing,
And i have to say that music keeps me here, by far, the main thing
Wait, i heard about you from that other nigga earl
I lost my cousin to a gun he left his baby girl
But i'm a dreamerhave you ever seen a nigga who was strong in the game
They are still knocking on my door they wanting more, i`m about to got insane
Giving in to the pressure started stealing from mall shops
A fuck that we will never give is like our pops
To why i have a bad girl good girl i cant find her
And i ain't tripping, my only competition’s the mirror
Stay gold, stray old, maturing means that your life sucks
Stealing purses i got you all nervous
I m gonna fuck u hard and fast like i m in a race
To understand your ways, inexperienced back in the days
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