Unlike them other niggas, i got itt la-di-da-di, welcome to my house party
A, b-s-t-r-a-c-t, come in smokin' green, talk about a stupid question, you feelin' me?
Im just a young buck trapped in the mind of a man in his mid 80's
Didn't make it through college, still debating my progress
And if yo blood wasn't runnin through my veins i would prolly cut yall off ... too ! yep
That’s why the paparazzi made that nigga hit his fucking head that’s what that fool get
I'm spittin hungry like ain't shit up on my dinner plate
24's on that escalade and ya' chick in the back, gettin' laid,
My balls mike tyson in the 90s
I'm hoping i confess
Welcome to the euphoria of cocaine without able
It’s sick and spiteful, 2pac’s twisted grim disciple
Till you scream " what s my what s my name whats name!!!!
Sang sittin there kickin it with malcolm, 'til the day came
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