Of which im not exactly proud of,
I've got muslims calling on jesus
Of the book of your life
Before we see it's hard to live
Tired of feeling wired of dealing
No kids, no ring herd she do your own thing
We ain't doing armani, this is hermes fly
Of that gangja from the shores of shanghai
Ahead of his years, ahead of his time,
Fight for what broad, these hoes ain't mine
But my squad like the 72' dolphins
King of the va, off of those toxins.
Fuck it, im leaving
Feeling, of appealing
Pocket racked up all big faces
Of potential cases
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