Ima talk about this bitch michelle...
Believing the screens or anything there
Bad, just like an 80's car
I'm a fucking rap star
It’s sick and spiteful, 2pac’s twisted grim disciple
Reputation is vital when you facin your rival
That’s why the paparazzi made that nigga hit his fucking head that’s what that fool get
Leasin' a vehicle quick enough to see people that don't even exist yet
This aint drug money, baby it's thug money and love money,
Fuck you bunch is here, never disrespect my family
Cause ya'll spittin that wack shit
The outline which you n****s out dated
It’s so hard and its so an this marvelous flow
Deathly desperado, "never rest"s the motto,
Is a space that now you hold
S queezys very bold
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