The bigger the the fun
Work straight out the kitchen
Here's the answer and the antidote:
Been running around trying find a job
Thinkin of the the dreams
Ass shots in her seven jeans
And be the last nigga left, then i'll be ghost
Here's the answer and the antidote:
In the field of the damned, the only sentries are the crows.
You chasing hoes, we replacing hoes, bag and pass them hoes
Niggas couldn't fill my shoes
From the gutter to the roof
Put the grants in the safe, 'cause we spending the jacksons, the
Got all the black bitches mad cause my main bitch vanilla
We self-made but never is an i on the team
We all the same the blacks the whites the something in between
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