That’s why the paparazzi made that nigga hit his fucking head that’s what that fool get
An eighth of grape ape hella joints to the head got my eyes all varsity red
Deathly desperado, "never rest"s the motto,
I keep a level head, gettin high layin low
Get wit this 90's baby tupac shit
I was born back, wolf pack, nigga fuck that
Put my plight in the verse, i bring ‘em closer to mine
Bonded with the children of zion, my mind is s-s-s-so divine.
40's on the 20's with the stove top, i'm steady plannin',
And you believe when a rapper wan' be one
The crown ruler is back
Or 90's, who cares, they're both bad.
They at the same spot they making no progress
You know they bangin' in the car harder than 808's,
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