Doin twenty to life in san quentingettin calls from my nigga mike tyson, ain't nuttin nice
Put the glocks on the bench pull out the knife ur fear laden eyes widen u start begging for ur life
But let me thank destiny i'm still alive
Tonight, i'mma make decisions for life
I used to have a nine to five
My balls die for the thug life
Because i see right through your disguise
The snitch on the block be running for his life
I'll make you deaf with my musical meth
I swear to give you nothing less, nothing less
Two bitches named tiffany i left them with a pair of kids
Animal instinct like hannibal lecter on crystal meth hits,
And if you'll see me with meth
Wish i could shed all these tears
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