Niggas clocking dollars don’t know how to read with mouths to feed
Dougie fresh up in the hood and he's bringing me my weed
When i'm seen in that, they gon snatch
And me and my friends skin color don’t match,
All my friends, weed & cigarettes so i take a hit//
And you can check my stats cuz worldwide they attesting to that
When they feel safe on some bitch shit
My friends and niggas said i can't make it//..
Odd future wolf gang, wolf gang presents
And i stand as a motive for my friends
Music and writing were my only friends
Stop it, i'm hearin' the comments
Lost all my friends, my fam and my girl
And he, what's his name, earl
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