Hitting amputees in the knees, jesus
I feel like my life was in too much of a rush
Get a little smart, want to change yo tops
Burnin' there, it's so hot, ate up like a snack box,
Balloon like pandora's box i'mma need a needle
I coulda swore i was driving pretty peaceful
Hit the club and i let it fly, claim you balling nigga telling lies
Ripping and, drifting a#side like a part of my souls been taken for #life
And like a boxer im beat her box,
I'm from a cocaine block, with some plain clothes cops
Dropping my gunor as high as a kite hitting hoes for fun
Imagine a life of peace but livin' like an assassin
Becoming a good rapper ain't that easy of a process
Im just a young buck trapped in the mind of a man in his mid 80's
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