And i ain't worried bout a damn thang, with unconditional love
Grinding real hard got the green in the front of the car, smoke coming out of
I'm way too chill, in the car i stayed
Talk sharp like a razor blade
You just working with the scraps you was given
5 seats in the car we hot boxed in
Get some in the car! then fucken cum in your jaw!
Middle finger up, to the mother fucking law
In the prime of my life
Take her back to where i live
Pull up in the car open the lambo mercy latch
Swear this closet full of heat, bitch i never need a match
In a drug-dealing locked car with the police in hot pursuit,
Never use the word ours i'm living in the minute
I know i've came so far
The engine in back of my car
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