Then she on her facebook like when we finna party
I was taught since young to be free, see now what it's brought me?
I go to my mates and his front doors a gate
My money like a senior, watch it graduate
The way she walks and causes a fuss
Young man so voracious
Young money young money yeah we getting rich
Streets is calling square niggas leave a message
Jehovah spitness, young prodigy,
Let me rideuntil i get free
And if my mother answer, i'll ask her
But my mates said i'm a loser
I would ask who's frank she would say one of my new crew mates with a new face
Me and my family, my friends, nigga we ride for you always
Me and a few mates,pinging through the park and jumping a few gates
But whenever there's pain, that feeling forever remains
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