And now i'm rolling with some cooler niggas i can fuck with
My options, let him roll, bleed, or die is my object.. if
If rap is an object it's something i own
Look, she love me from them poems, and them songs, in my zone
She aint an object but neither is money and ill have that free based love
So bitches hate to do me like it's convict community service
GO BACK TO WRITE A SONG ABOUT ANOTHER TOPIC !
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