I can hear the bells ringing off the nice dream truck
Well maybe its because i don't end, never give up
I grabbed the ak, my homie took the 12 gauge
Do what do, and never ever change
Watch each others backs and guard your command post
So i could find my rainbow, my pot of gold
Somebody call the pastor, this bastard is so possessed
So what i do for my people i give it all my best
Then never touch it, like your goatee it's grown for years
Like i told god ill never give up on my haters/
As i stare at the ceiling fan, as a fan of these wicked streets
First and last to fuck up your wants, not give a fuck about your needs,
I'll never be your best friend
Thought we’d be together ’till the end
Drinking liquor and i'm looking for some hoes to fuck
So she decides to stand up, woman up and never give up
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