I never judge a murder by weapons, only the rage
I get dissed and underestimated cuz of my age
At the age of 12 my mom couldnt handle me, threatened to have me confined
I see yesterday i called you names, and played games on yo' mind
When i pull up in that candy range
But im only 18 years of age
Spitting im lyracal my lyrics are something everyone is craving,
Wear out tracks, let me do my thing, i got 16, for this roscoe thing
My poetry all i've ever written her is held by ligaments
Ha, i'm super freaky, no top on the ghini, no flaw in my diamonds
I lost my dad ate age 12 i hated that.
Hit yo ho with a muthafuckin baseball bat
Age thirteen, rapping like a machine, and nothing is stopping my cold wind flow that sends shivers
It's enough to make you crazy, it's fuckin with my domeya only live once on this earth
Girls wanna have fun, and a nigga with some change
Put my hand through the wall such a young age
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