40's on the 20's with the stove top, i'm steady plannin',
And she looking for them trees, baby we got some
And tell them bitches we real niggas is bout that
Get wit this 90's baby tupac shit
Deathly desperado, "never rest"s the motto,
You going to the club though, you soaking in sorrow
Then dipping with the fucking pen to go sin again
Till you scream " what s my what s my name whats name!!!!
I'm not talking m3's, but this is your survival lease
Than diggin' in your couch, looking for your car keys
And when i start to rise
It´s the battle of life
Bonded with the children of zion, my mind is s-s-s-so divine.
No religion i was getting saved by the glock nine
And i'm a just take another guess
If only i could go back into the 80’s
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