He got a wife, ex-wife, and a baby mother
Anonymoose peace, keep it trill my brother,
I guarantee our change whatever we go through
My little brother could rap better than you
So chase the air hide your stash
Quick to burn yo bitch ass
The watch cost me 2; your bitch, free
Then my brother started picking on me
Rollex on my neck 20 k for my brother
And let them lames get your old number
Poundin a bitch with a big ass,
Bring your pen and your weed stash
To my own fucking brother
Took the van, went snatch her
Im just tryna get rich fitty hat and a down ass bitch thats why my mind gone
One way or another you'll be givin it up, huhi guess cause i'm black born
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