My philosophy is rocks and weed, a partna lean, the glock will squeeze
Remember last september when you last surrendered to a chicken piece?
Why came to me so bliss askin a niggah for a kiss
So bitches hate to do me like it's convict community service
My papa came over threatening to sue him for illegal gunfire
So i tried to show her about the world and about just who we really are
For shootin' done to you or we're losin' money
It's a mystery how you came to be
And now these geechi mother f-ckers all know my name
She got invited to a restaurant, she dropped and came,
The walls i couldn't break em or take em apart with a tank
Know i'm a sinner but tonight won't be my last
Don’t mean to disrespect you
Last chance came last time now we're through,
I know they mad i’m on, but that's too bad cause err shit, i'm here to stay i brought my bags
Given a second chance perhaps, just some time to recover from my last relapse,
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