I’m tryna be low key
I miss my cable tv
But the thing i miss most is holding my pretty
The game ain't pretty but i'm reppin' for my city
Flow so sick thought he wrote the rap for him - no sir
I am my own father, i am my own brother,
Gotta get paid in case i miss my blessing
I was like a young simba couldn’t wait to be the king
Put my trust in my god
My brother need a new job
Listen busters, scarier when i finger fuck her
I don't wanna die, i miss my wife and my daughter
I pray whenever i’m seen in my city i forever resemble braille
I wish my brother was freed, they fill the jails with blacks cause we can't afford the bail,
That ass is fat baby ain't no way to hide your frame
I miss you saying i love you swiftly followed by my name,
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