Handed down talent from the broke land
That passed on, they in heaven, found peace at last
You got ben's arranged money, have a benz or range money
After getting your ass repeatedly handed to me.
Handed him her money, – sniffed -, and now she was fly
And niggas slippin if they think the fucking grip is a lie
I hear you callin' me to come back, i'm a sucka for love
Enslavement until payment handed over by federal agents
She said to love a bitch is to roll the dice
He wanted her to die, handed me a knife
I handed her a book and told her she had to pay
Drinking sake on a suzuki we in osaka bay
I know what you do with that
With all that you've been handed
GO BACK TO WRITE A SONG ABOUT ANOTHER TOPIC !
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