Rollin' down the street, smokin' indo, sippin' on gin and juice
Spittin' for the people in the struggles, ready to blow the fuse,
No one seems to understand my struggles, troubled and it sucks,
I know howard that college, but uptown has some problems
Hopefully my dick don't shrivel up, when it's time to bust
Though with the struggles and the troubles, the culture crumbled
She's on my line like i'm fishing i got that
Struggles making me feel frustrated
Od'd on that mitchell-ness you thought it was '03 again
Till you scream " what s my what s my name whats name!!!!
And we no la de de da i don't care for any people
It’s sick and spiteful, 2pac’s twisted grim disciple
40's on the 20's with the stove top, i'm steady plannin',
She vying for number one, tryna be number one
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