Cause rolling with the fake got my loved ones killed
Sitting in igloo growing a beard
Mr. teen and mr. t with a mouth full of powder
Sitting in the corner tweaking hour by hour
And yea i should’ve seen the signs by my first quote
Sitting on the bed while they cooking up that coke
Even now i keep a frown when i come arounddon't ask me about tha past
Later that day mike was sitting on his bed his mom tried putting her hand
Your stupid ass, corny lines trying to fill my head
The ones u listen to when lying in your bed
I'd still be a nigga with no deal tryna get one
Sitting in my chair relaxing in the sun
I would stay quiet and cry in my bed
Your friends say, why we not together yet
I'm sitting in this fucking chair
For 9 years in spain had the time share
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