Slaughter someone caught up in my way, yeah you gotta love
In the clouds looking down, i ain't even in a rush
Now i'm missin my family
Perhaps it's just a fantasy
Puffy got a mansion, bitch i got the same damn kind
You a family man, in a hatchback, with love at mind
As your family dies, and my family rise
He hit me on aim, i respond, he replies
So i can write about my life of sina couple bottles of gin
Talk about stabbing me and putting my family in a coffin,
Or even near to my family
Third ward general, young cash money
My bestfriends family took me in as their own.
Whining and complaining about when you coming home
In your family i actually increase your family with my enthusiastic dick
But at times unnessecary, i'm gettin worriedteardrops and closed caskets, the three strikes law is drastic
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