Hundred racks of hundreds in the stash house
Never chose the bad life , no bad crowds
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
And we way too young to know love, maybe not but we don't need no rush
Reppin real life experience, no loose ends, mysterious,
You make a nigga sing songs nice
Ain't need no grams to enjoy my life
Gets harder than rihanna when
No life ahead of them
Cause your life have no meaning.
And my only fear's a wedding ring
White with a badge or anyone
But because real life ain't no fun
I just know i'm that dope
Beats and rap change my life, no joke
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