Had no ambitions and no drive.
O.d. was in the weight room all his life
No no no guarantees
Inferior, but i'm nice
Them haters wishing they could see my demise
No lames, no lies, no compromise
No monopoly type flow, no chance
He pumped reeboks, his uncles pumped packs
No phone calls no visits no contact at all
The angels sing and i feel like thats my roll call
No more money, no more fame
Then lost my faith again
Got some ill gold, diamonds thats still low
// [oh no i won't back down, oh no]
But i ain't got no weed, no phillies, or no papers
Baby told me that she never memorized a verse
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