No phone calls no visits no contact at all
Come and stay with me, oh, where i live? the mall
Swearing they straight christians
The jiggas and the tips
With another tab open swearing from my keyboard
Dad wasn't around -- my father figure was too short
Bet they on my dick tonight, all my women fly as shit, why your bitches scared of heights
Choosing my rhymes layering my lines swearing at all times carrying nines/
Won't run out anytime soon
No fear, no cheer, all gloom
No affiliation
Where god at? i need to call him
I deserve cheers how i rap tour every year
No place no career no place to even steer
Y'all niggas come last, i'm first though
// [oh no i won't back down, oh no]
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