We ain't buying cds, we striving to live
I've come here to end your life
That's food for thought you muthafuckas can do the dishes
Thinkin that your luck will save you, that's just superstitious,
Look, the illest bitch alive, reallest bitch alive
They send us packin to houston and still they can't save her life.
Fuck the "story of your life"
Then put it into sex drive
Bad bitches onlybig bank rolldo it like tonyfuck her friend
That you don't buy my album, save your money yo do not invest
Niggas wanna know why i'm so nice
Cos any mother fucker can save a life
I got nothing against them, they got fucking potential
Gotta save your cash when you're at this level
So save your excuses
I'm a force to be reckoned with
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