And the government helps the rich, turns back on the lower class,
I welcome with my handsand the red sun sinks at last
I'm that nigga y'all - i just ball
Truth hurts but it helps us all
And the government helps the rich, turns back on the lower class,
You fucking dead bitch chips, i'm on my fifth bag with your bitch ass
Cos it reminds her of her dad helps her rewind the time
No religion i was getting saved by the glock nine
Ruining your life just to pay for there gay ass program.
I'm so into you, witness a nigga make the bed bang
Music helps me cope, call it antidote,
New canvas she need a new stroke
Getting so high it helps, to get shit off my chest, as i progress,
They'll tell you i'm a legend in the flesh that dress to impress
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