But we dont fucking loose,
Or 5'2" hoopers in light shoes
You gon' tip her
Fucking painting picture
That's because thats these compton streets was built not to win
Fucking nonexistent as my fucking competition
Be fucking specific
That real life shit
But you dont fucking see
If you ain't about money
From the sky , u study in fucking
Roses by the dozen, everyday i'm hustling
I killed my manager with an iron
When is it gonna fucking learn?
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