Stay gold, stray old, maturing means that your life sucks
He wares a linen cloths and a pair of reed sandals
Forever i ain't run yet and i never will
Into linen cloth don't forget about the drill
But i just wanna know if i speak could you listen
The cars, the cane, the women swimmin in sin 'nd linen
So now she picks up the gun
Bitch you better clean yo linen
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