I roam like phone with no vocal reception
We live in a world full death and deception
Where would i be without my dogs
Chilling in full bandos because
Gotta get paid in case i miss my blessing
Well, tyler, hi, i'm dr. tc, and um, i'm guessing
They tell me i live wrong in this life full of crime
Kiss me on the cheek as she whispered, "this the last time
In him my price is paid!
Two dyke jawns but tonight they straight
In him my price is paid!
Those are not my dreams, i'll be straight
I'm grand theft auto, racketeering, larceny, conspiracy, murder one
Paid my time my day for all i have given, feels like being locked away in prison
Escobar season begins, so let the semis ring
A mother full of scolding in an apartment building,
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