All you niggas just trynaa say grace
'cause i'm stuck in this place
You could leave the bank without a damn trace
Temperature rising i'm heating the place,
Your names added to my hitlist, rolling the streets like a chemist
Every second someone hit the exit
GO BACK TO WRITE A SONG ABOUT ANOTHER TOPIC !
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