Competition on the court
You told me to get lost
His father lost his mind, and they both lost there mother.
Flow so sick thought he wrote the rap for him - no sir
And inside they think rap's soft
Ya i'm ghost, know i'm lost
I lost mona,i lost wife
Before we see it's hard to live
Grandpa or grandma, not my auntie or my favorite cousin
Snapping necks and records in matter of seconds check 'em son
I feel lost and unwanted/
Ho's, got a list, but i gotta pick
Recovering from the lost pieces
I'm trying to grow for you, if you can take love
Faggot faggot faggot,your minds been lost
Basketball is my favorite sport
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