New passions, enemies new fashion
Catch you up on places i've been
Said that they tried to give him like a hundred years
Money, cash, hoes, 420's the cleverest verse,
You be on that stalker shit
The outline which you n****s out dated
And coulda retired at 29 in my 20′s still
I used to be the most humble until
If only i could go back into the 80’s
They at the same spot they making no progress
And that´s how it has begun
They say that karats help your vision
My g"s have been handcuffed,
Off jump boo, cudi give you funk
My bitch bad, looking like a bag of money
Said i'm bad motherfucker from the w e s t
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