Memories of my little sister but she's gone and i miss her.
I guess i got to be a fucking hand-me-down rapper
I trust no man, you cant win but u aint joining me
That bastard was buzzing like woody so we get it for free
But i will never stop
Okay man you do the drop
And i hate to admit, but they'll never stop hating it
Look in the scope, my people still a target
But just before i hit stop and go
Wale dc said we on joe
It'll sound like the acronym for prisoner of war (pow)
But at this moment, all i can think about is you you you right now...
It's sad, but i ain't here, to talk about my fuckin' child hood,
Her body's been paranormal since buying that pair of titties, look
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