'cause your mama used to beat you with a belt buckle.
But don't expect a ring if you committed to the hustle
So many ovadosed,slit wrists and hangin with they belt
I dont need no chains with no cross to know that i’m blessed
With a 9 in the belt
Ever since my daddy left
Leather belt fastened, like i'm travelling/
Look, i know you not gay or nothing
It´s the battle of life
I need a backyard full court size
You know they bangin' in the car harder than 808's,
Just to try to get a piece of success, love me less
Except that i got one along with the shotgun rounds around my belt
You told me life would never, ever, ever get this perfect
And i'm participatin' in this crazed game of the 2000's,
Now you probably wishing that you would have said yes
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