And you’re girl working out, i let my niggas train her
Power corrupts me everyday, ghetto evils take over,
My mother abandoned me
I delete they history
It's a battlejust for tha big money
And a mother who will never le-eave me
Watching me sober cautiously, leftover blood drips an drips
And if you disagree, suck a couple pimple-covered dicks
Bitches aint cant get over me
So high i’m on the ceiling baby
I wish a mother fucker would try me,
So gon' and be my dealer baby
Your bitch kind of ugly but she sure fill up them jeans
Streets became home to me/ like a mother to be/ the streets
Do he make you feel important than how you felt before
My mother dead fell over and slammed on the floor.
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