Don't like my birthday gifts so just give me back the receipt
Livin' off ya dreams like christina uh-milian in the front seat
My jordans high-top, snapback fitted cap
Stabbed me in my back,what the fuck is that?
Take a shot for me/ back in the day
If you out there let me hear you say
And missin' for the nightman this shit is just that easy
In the back of the crown v, its me, ben, and speedy
Feels like getting stabbed in the back with shards of glass
With the dickerson mask would be getting in the ass
Family is all i need but indeed them too can run me right up a tree
I'm stabbing you with the melody coz i'm in hells kitchen with the recipe
Like back in the day when dinosaurs roamed
Seven years old in my heart, so i'm stayin' gold
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