And he was married to my grandmother for money n drugs
My paper long, yep, you left alone, you gets no fucks
Of you wannabes rapping bout thugs,drugs, and sex,
Odd future leaving even niggas in past tense
And in love with her, lets have sex
But i'd just rather 2-step, like my first steps
Smack 'em out the park, delete their number, that's my last call
I don't lean to alcohol yeah my life was bad and all.
Long as i can feel my heart tap like happy feet
All these rappers talk about is sex money and weed
We going weed, women and some alcohol
I'm the prototype with a godly protocol
I'm tryna find myself, i'm searchin deep for kendrick lamar
Tried multiple drugs, took multiple shots of alcohol
The hotels we staying in twelve star
That hands you weed and alcohol
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