Masked up, this ain't trick or treat, one wrong move they finna squeeze
I'm not talking m3's, but this is your survival lease
Meanin’ i don’t play ‘cause wale is ill
And coulda retired at 29 in my 20′s still
It´s the battle of life
This is how she want to live
When they twist and talk with they fingers
Money, cash, hoes, 420's the cleverest verse,
Aye jay, 8 grand skins gonna take that
The outline which you n****s out dated
9 months later, new car, can’t afford a son
40's on the 20's with the stove top, i'm steady plannin',
And i'm participatin' in this crazed game of the 2000's,
Didn't make it through college, still debating my progress
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