Climbing up the pole, jack and the beanstalk, bitch it's gold
This irritation of life that's getting real old
Seven years old in my heart, so i'm stayin' gold
Still moving forward like a 2 year old
I'm gettin discouraged with her
An old friend no stranger
I say that the pool is closed
Your name is benny 19 years old
Or the doggone casanova double teamin maria sharapova with the don juan
So forget lawrence,the guns,the fightin, and the trappin i rather move on
Where i from, it get cold
Since i was a day old,
I've murdered so many verses its getting old
Fearin what it show you, reality is gold
Shes only 17 years old
Plenty smoke, plenty rolled
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