Once i've killed you i hope the devil fucks you in the afterlife and that's the price
It's hard to have american pride when most of your money's made out of them lies
But still killed cause you were curious
I'm trying to grow for you, if you can take love
You will get all the votes probably but know i killed you,my skills fueled on beef
Cause i chose to puff a blunt and drink a beer with my homiesbefore we find world peace
You killed da nigga i bet his parents at home waiting
So, suicide i perceive, before i slide on that ring
I'm at the funeral cryin' heavily,
20 racks really thats sneaker money
Quick money never stays, get your money, stay patient, outlast it for now
Family making funeral preparations they told me reap what you sow
At your funeral everybody toasted
This is known as a classic, yeah that chapped lips crack shit
So get killed you little bitch who tried to get rich
Hop back in the van and then depart the bitch
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