Don't call it a comeback, i been here for years
What a fucked up bastard he walks the streets backwards,
Trolling, trolling, that's fucked up
Some niggas ain't got no luck
I can hear the bells ringing off the nice dream truck
Offline they just a pussy waitin to get fucked up
Fucked up in the head, to hot head always wearing a frown
Blue ball, who fault? mine, only cause i stick around
I cant think about the past cause its got me fucked up,
You could call me a freak, i like to get buck, buck
Hostile with them hoes, i got a dollar in my pocket plus a dream
Crush you like a twig, dash any cunt for a cig, im sick, im fucked up, seen
Only a matter of time before we get fucked up,
With a rosa parks state of mind, i don't give a fuck
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