That's why i keep my pistol when i walk the streets
Before i'm nineteen, i'll be put on just like these tight jeans
Y’all little ass niggas can’t fuck with that
My jordans high-top, snapback fitted cap
It’s sick and spiteful, 2pac’s twisted grim disciple
Reputation is vital when you facin your rival
Yeah you laughing my nigga but everything ain't what it seems
Interference of dreams or whatever it means put on some tight jeans
It feels good putting money in your mailboxi love paying rent when the rent's due
Ironic shenanigans, you the merry men i'm robbing/robin you
Jordans are a need, aint no shoe game recession
Lord i'm so focused more focused than i ever been
Im the opposite to robin hood, i break every school rule, all i care bout is you,
But in real life they eyes is on your moneysee the enemies will say they true
I got a hulck in ma jeans
Get blown like lawn leaves
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