'09 gold diggers, walkin with a different path
And smash whores, bangin' in the car like shaky bass
Like john lennon, i'm playing those mind games/
Bitch no days off and i ain't got no breaks
My bars are more compressed then sedimentary rock,
I'm a fucking walking paradox, no i'm not
And when the smoke clears don’t you dare ask who could
Dude wise up don't end a crook nude lies she's a good brook
Your being pushed into the dead sea
Third ward general, young cash money
Welcome to my diary, stressing got me gray hairs
I tacked, now my eyes bare they aren't john smith blank stares,
People label me as soft, emotional and poor
And hell if i'm gon tell him, now shut up and play it cool
Truth is, my shit don't get publicized, when in reality, i already shit on yaw
Setting the stone in the river current and having dreams of futures he never foresaw
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