Lifestyles of the young and the broke
I'll mail them to your door and send a note
With parts of their body through the mail
Ridin’ in a cl, hope i never see jail
Rappers wanna battle me, i have to mail their heads back
This the ambition anthem, i flowed it to the flag
You're wasting space like junk mail and sperm whales,
Charcoal seats gray, drop tops like release dates
Look at what hell got, mail from fish scale docks
I let you know you dealing with dogs
GO BACK TO WRITE A SONG ABOUT ANOTHER TOPIC !
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