Told her that her pastor was a faggot and he likes john
All he wanted was the fame and good life to carry on
And maybe one day his kids, something that he'll live for
He starts to get known as a real good worker,
And we know that ain't no good
This information is vital, look
Bird gangs, it was birds i flew
No matter how much good you do
A snitch in my hood will do no good maybe he should
Stealin' phones to call home but the line is off the hook
Looks like he wasn't in a good mood
Banging out niggas with attitude
I've no dad for a good influence,
Said that they tried to give him like a hundred years
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