Thuggin' till the day i die
And not a single day goes by
Snapping necks and records in matter of seconds check 'em son
Had a lot of haters and i've hated every single one
Jacking off to buffering vids of asher roth eating apple sauce
If you were living life and being respected, would you take off?
It's hard to have american pride when most of your money's made out of them lies
Im your every single sin in life, and every single little vice
And work hard then i pass like steve nash
And every single weapon you have
And you’re girl working out, i let my niggas train her
Toil and blunder of a young single mother
When it came to grams it was 90 i fried
Being wit you, life feels at its peak,
Then rinse and repeat on every emcee with one single breath
I’m just multiplying my money and dividing the legs
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