So i can write about my life of sina couple bottles of gin
Can't find a real job,so they sell dope out of town then face extradition
Dutty wine for access, show me your neck
Kinda pop tart, when i bite into them red
Dope next to shots vodka emotional victory my boi rich checkmate mastery
That's gon' make it hard to smile in the futurebut through whatever you see
And i don't gotta talk about my feelings
I'm out here tryna live life like kings
Though it takes time to build a body and a mind
But his swag so dope he fuck them bitches from behind
Get a little smart, want to change yo tops
Pop toasters and they live with they moms
Yea, you talk like them threats is real
My fame's no mistakesince the deal
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