For that living large, but mama i ain't done yet
My wrists run red with blood splattered on the bed.
I can hear the bells ringing off the nice dream truck
In a red bugatti, lookin' like i claim blood
Huhmy home boys might squabble but we don't fall down
I vow, any bitch fairy dissin my town
Perfection doesn't exist if it doesn't consume her and the truth hurts
Fill my lungs portray for the moment embracing until my stomach turns
Waiting on mom to bring me the aspirin from a trampoline jump
Turns to shoot but the killer was gone before he even knew what had happened
It’s official, she my misses
My mind turns straight to the mistress.
Blood leaking out like never before
That's why you'll find her on the floor
You're finishin' it before we leave the restaurant,
This for my people that stressing whenever times is hard
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