Look, the illest bitch alive, reallest bitch alive
He was the rust that formed around the windshield of my life
Ain't recieved any mail
Turning up to that wale
Aim, shoot, the gun of love, round
Imma turn my life around
All my life ive been around crime, niggas sellin a dime, to pay rent on time,
My dawgs got rabies, they bitin each otherand it ain't hard to find a friend like mine
Turning into a professional,
Lady at the frank stand will
‘cause he could die any day and you still the same thing
You can see them at the bars, on the stools and turning.
I grabbed the ak, my homie took the 12 gauge
Because i'm turning over a new page,
Only thing omitted is a baby or a wedding ring
But honestly it's just to keep their wheels turning
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