Like food for thought was my father but i ain't have the hunger
Or is that because i keep thinking about ya mother.
Don't rest your case as a gangsta because you wrestled your bitch
See im about riding for my niggas and tryna get rich
And ive been thinking about you lately
Funny how money, chains and whips make me feel free
Of impactful things one can ask for
I started,not thinking about the future
Thinking about how to do this and how not to lose it
And now i only listen to this hip-hop shit
Now im looking a little kids thinking what about the little kids
And if you disagree, suck a couple pimple-covered dicks
Cause this nigga done got jealous
From dawn to dusk thinking about my crush
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