I was hyper because i didn't get attention from my real pops
Knife in my pocket to compliment the glocks..time's up bitch..stop the clocks
Got the game on lock in my pocket
Shop at saks fifth like it's a target
I live by the code: fuck bitches, love queen
Not a penny in my pocket all i had was a dream
I dont rack stacks i got pocket change drug money is whack,
That i never had, but wrote it in my raps to make you mad
Cause i ain't know for who or what the fuck to get
And i wish i had #420 bucks in my back pocket
Super magic, abracadabra kid
I got a laptop in my back pocket
Boogyin' with jesus and a bunch of nazi hoes
Ox up in my pocket, i'll lock shit, from the peep holes,
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