What up girl, tell me how you been
On the road less taken
I don't fear death
So think they should rap less
Less a medium's attend,
I'm a 417 with a bulletproof vest
I couldnt give a fuck less
And i'mma keep ya fresh
Cause her sorry little ass couldn't care less/
But i can't keep you baby girl i'mma confess
I'm godbless, i'm success so fuck stress
Always go for more never go for less
And a little less painful
Tell your girls, to come join our table
You know me, cool breeze, a nigga high
So with less and less you to live, what am i
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