Never chose the bad life , no bad crowds
Baby moms on greyhound for 8 hours
Penthouse on collins, money long as ocean drive
I feel like a low-life, with no life
I have no fucking problem or whores in my life
As your family dies, and my family rise
I say its a hard life growing up, with no trust with you're parents, hard life
Hit the club and i let it fly, claim you balling nigga telling lies
That life is just a (game), no pain no gain
Why don't you take a sip up on this champagne
No life ahead of them
In the heartz of men
She be sliding on the pole, slide down and roll my smoke
With my sad pitiful miserable life no hope,
Ain't need no grams to enjoy my life
Chromed-out mansion in paradise
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