1 & 1 doesn't equal crack rock in ya back pocket,
The best journeyacres of land and swimming pools and all that
Slice your scalp open with a five inch knife
Crooked cops got a nigga scared to drive
Inspired from 1-1 am, 1-9-9-9, (c just slide by 'n' slice your lungs
In the clouds looking down, i ain't even in a rush
I was depressed , not one inch of happiness left.
My levis, they 501, my snapback is hella bent
Lookin like a walmart greater with a 3 inch peter.
Hopped over the fence, where the grass way greener
Eight inch blades and the tick of a grenade
Let em marinate, you forever late
I'm always cheesin', smile for a reason
1, 2, 3 people in 1, life for me, is it done?
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