What the bloodclot, tommy frazier fuck yourself
Packing that fo-fo, keep a snub nose by the shelf
Blew the fuck up in gray clouds of thick smoke
Fuck all the fake mans and all the debts owed
I ain't tryna fight back, but baby
Got the police bustin' at me/
Now look at the life uve got.
Fuck that job been around that block
Unlike them other niggas, i got itt la-di-da-di, welcome to my house party
Never aimin for ur heads always for the chest i dont need rappers to help me
Liberace, john gotti, at the same damn time
I got her head on my cock, doing the six nine
Rap away mans so the guys score the girls.
First i have potential, now i got them answers
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