It's hard to have american pride when most of your money's made out of them lies
I say its a hard life growing up, with no trust with you're parents, hard life
Like my remy with no juice, you a lot like bishop
Now ur alone livin with ur parents cause ur fucking show up
While news coverage is on breaking news up in wales
Goin’ for the grips every day ’til the grave
Up parents, faggots and the feminists
They gettin chips, they flippin bricks
Now momma told me be careful who you love
Grow the fuck up you immature parents
I'm a king.you should kiss my pinky ring
Release rhymes until the amplifier's breaking
Niggas couldn't fill my shoes
Breaking rules are for fools
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