Tears that our fore fathers cry
Blue smoke rings sail through the sky
Petey pop off, rip, free lou, been lootin’ money since like fourth grade
Thank you lord so long i prayed, took a little while but im out of the shade.
You say prasie the lord
Fresh out the airport
I'm the only god only lord,
Competition on the court
With an impending mixtape that only seems like a myth
Finally the bell rings and then he finally realizes
But anyway, give me cash fag, cause i'm low on gas
Throw their wedding rings in the lump of flesh, and tell him he has-
Praise to the heavenly lord.
He appreciates your support
The bell rings and i walk up to next class
Me and my nigga wale let them suckas pass
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