Gotta finish this verse, can't write it downearly flight now i'm out of town
Shot down like a satirical dyke you got a frown will your rap drown
Stars interlock, faster then a shot
Only real niggas stay on top
It still got a lil hype
It sends her on a trip so right
I diddy bop and make them titties pop
Untill he hears a pop and gets shot.
Art design, archin' mine, fresno to clarke i'm fine
But tupac got shot and cost my dad more than a dime
And learn to ride a bike
Them people see my good side
She in colors and shit, she off that northern lights, right
Your mums a bike cos everybody gets a free ride
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