Gotta lotta stuff, fool
My friends were off at school
I decided to boss up, life's a bitch and i court her
I thought we had at least 40 more years of life together.
Shitting on these niggas like i need depends
Music and writing were my only friends
Outta all them fucking fake bitches i thought you were the truest
But she gon’ get this dick and chew me up just like some double mint
I thought you were family
What them tippers don't see
Screams, i thought we killed em ,thank god he didn't the thought of children,
I’ll catch my breath a little, money alright where i’m from
My brain is playing games, i thought "anonymoose" and "failure" were synonymous,
Tryin to torture em to tell, i'm gettin mailbut ain't nobody sayin much, the same old nuts
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