Hundred k in twenty-two hours
That's my in the life south.
He in bootcamp, you on food stamps
Imagine life in a maniacs hands,
Wanting to end my life , because the women in life would laugh
This murder on every track, this verse is an epitaph
Cause time is money
In life nothings comes free
We livin life in the fast lane
So we can live again
Because i see right through your disguise
Pop kerolos you're ma best friend in life,
My decline in life is something most tragic
And hold on, we go longyou feel that, we get that
I write about your part in my life life life
But the love from the boppers had 'him watchin they rise
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