Its so crazy jones and az, its so lovely sippin on bubbly
The only team more powerful? sasha and malia family
Jim jones '14, you would think we pick-pocket,
I ain't trying to conflict: nickels to dimes and shit
I'm the mouth of the district, nobody work harder
And be found, deep down, in davey jones locker.
Y'all turn them #crazy #prophets, jim jones, y'all dying today
Cause i'mma look that part until i'm all broke, yea
Now son is the only onegrows up in adoption homes
See i live up in a shotgun home, niggas think they're prophet jones,
Leave them with a smaller buzz, lowest thing, vagina swollen
He's a mixture of mathers, jones, and lamont coleman,
I fucked my whore than stabbed her in the heart, like im an indian from indiana jones,
Giving excuses like shit i thought i was alone or i thought it was my homes
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