Doin twenty to life in san quentingettin calls from my nigga mike tyson, ain't nuttin nice
U try to apologize..more lies..i can see it in your eyes..this is where our love dies
I guess she thought she'd get away, wouldn't hear the cries
With murderers, rapists and battered lies
Odd future wolf gang, wolf gang presents
I will always love you my friends
Look, i got no time for that type of connection
Soon you love rap so much it's an obsession,
I make the sun jealous i rap we such essence and i donts lies
Navigating through her eyes, destination to her thighs
Keep me a bitch with some sexy thighs
Never ever will you hear lies
Skill pays the bills, love rap hate them pills,
Nowadays usually it's his pockets
You make a nigga sing songs nice
Others hide behind lies
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