I was only a woodsman, carried nothing more than a buck, i think she had the blessed brand
Making g's was my missionmoving enough of this shit to get my mama out the kitchen and
Sitting on name brand and u sitting on some shit thats not even in this country
That's gon' make it hard to smile in the futurebut through whatever you see
I opened my bible in search to be a better christian
Thought i was gonna die till i got this brand new prescription,
She's in her brand new coupe and she's smoking too
No more amore, i refuse to force you
And if we don't we'll have a race of babies
Burnt like burnt grease on your brand new lease.
But fuck you i'm practically brand new.
That means two, between me and you
But i see the line its a brand new way
Then some lady named billie holiday
Walmart brand for me until i sold to the junkies
I’m a beast when my shit hits the streets these niggas cease
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