Several hundred roses for the dozens bullets leaves you in the casket,
What the fuck? that's your fucking brother? i ain't with that jerkin' shit
Dropped out of school never made it to the 12th grade
Clocked out several times, keep my hours straight
It's not a figure of speech when i tell you that i dumped her
My shredder has several levers, each one is aggressor,
These hoes thuggin, these nigga's bitches don’t know the difference
Occured everyday for the next several years
I'm murdering instrumentals cause i rap with the conscience
Several bank accounts i'm grinding like them metal gears
'til i pull that wallet out and wa-wave it in her face
Cuz bitches can manipulate in several different ways
I’ma show you why the ring finger need a peace sign
I punch you several time and use your blood to paint a line
Od'd on that mitchell-ness you thought it was '03 again
My brain is wired several ways, in each lane there's a crane
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