A photographic memory, i'm never gonna lose
From a third world country to a star in the booth
2 v's in the street, blowing trees with hoes
Body doze, who ? give em karate blows
We three gonna be the next leaders
Penncounting pennys over tha years
We left em a world that's cursed
I'm in the the real world
Little nigga so they picked on him, hassled him
Past the next world war because i'll be on vacation
Not a care in the world
Long as she come to me first
It's just when the future leaders of our world get addicted so easily,
Family is all i need but indeed them too can run me right up a tree
Took a shot, tired of runnin from the niggas and the cops
I see the world through prisms in the system from prison bars,
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