My wondrous success bombs my regrets
My brother got knocked now they hold him in cells
Lemonade connoisseur life's lemons coming out
Ya can see my, my, my, my kick-off so shout
‘cause i’m addicted and you the drug, cold turkey? no sir
Racism, sexuality, religion and murder
My streaks my testament.
Spend the night with me, we'll talk and
In time we learned to live a life of crime
This is just my year, just my day, and just my time
Wale and we are not the same
My cash effected, my brain insane,
When something is broken
Grab my knife and my gun
It's a fools fatewithout your word
My shirt, purple label my shirt
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