And i'mma show you how the south was won
Wait what if it was the "great"'s ghost on
I treat bitches straight up, like simon says
If only i could go back into the 80’s
Well, i can handle that
I got ak-47's get ya shit lit
I turned into something they never became
Till you scream " what s my what s my name whats name!!!!
Nigga ain't bad, see, niggas just had
Or 90's, who cares, they're both bad.
And coulda retired at 29 in my 20′s still
You fumbled in a drill, young man get on the hill
Called that bitch my quaterback, wild cat all that
Get wit this 90's baby tupac shit
And she looking for them trees, baby we got some
40's on the 20's with the stove top, i'm steady plannin',
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