Third ward general, young cash money
That is my wish, my fantasy.
My drive is like no one
Grab my knife and my gun
This is my original, my validation
I guess i'm leftwich cause i still get to win
My shirt, purple label my shirt
Rappers please step forward
My shit thigh like my bootstraps
Man it’s the killer tracks
I wanted a brother my mother i told her
My demeanor, thirty years my senior
Blewin' some reefer in my zone like a 2-3 defense
To have my name engraved is my crave till my grave x2
My own unknown is my enemy,
Fuck that now trying get the money
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