You mean the world to me,
I got bigger problems baby
I woulda done anything for my own
Raising two kids, her lifes being overthrown
You dont mean shit to me
Six-fifty, three hundred my shirt free
I didn't mean to hurt anyone
There's nothin' like where i come from
Didn't mean to make you cry
Real nigga shit, don't tell no lie
To being a being and beating the back roads and being #it
Come take a stab at it faggot, i pre-ordered your casket
To being a being and beating the back roads and being it
I put a condom on my heart, i don't be feeling shit
And speak to suburban kids
When you spill out hits
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