No one knows my struggle, they only see the trouble
It’s sick and spiteful, 2pac’s twisted grim disciple
40's on the 20's with the stove top, i'm steady plannin',
I don't give a fuck either like father, like son, i'm done
With a home girl, best friend, lover, all that
The outline which you n****s out dated
Two kids, wide hips, found something in her we didn't see
//this is not the ghetto lifestyle i live, y'all know my story
Like i went to sierra leone in a homecoming dress
And i'm participatin' in this crazed game of the 2000's,
My g"s have been handcuffed,
Attention is a must
Yo, i'm a hot and bothered astronaut crashing while
Instead of shootin all my children in a lifestyle
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