And when we on the road, bitches follow the tour bus
Momma, i'mma grow one day to be famous
How they, play the game to bring pain to us, we're raised,
She swallowing killa cause she love the taste
I try to tell them i'm one of the
Move on life goes on, so let's keep goin', momma
I tell um i was raised like that
I promise i'mma call you back
When i first ever blazed / my thirst level raised
They see me in that lavender tank, you'd rather just faint
I wasn't raised a dumb little ass though,
I just call it …remember all the dough
Difficult circumstances i was raised, i walk funny,
You got ben's arranged money, have a benz or range money
One day my momma told me
Hopin' that my niggas see
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