That is connected to wires hiding inside of my bones
That they probably be in the closet of old folks
At least after your bid, ain't no student loans
Yet god #bless them, if #he'll 'front his bled bones
Targeting drones looking for holy bones
Instead they talking bout some thunderstorm, cyclones
The only time i flirt with her
Don't talk slick boy ya bones get'em fracture
Now son is the only onegrows up in adoption homes
I've been doing this hip-hop, i'll do it 'till i'm skull and bones,
Now for a story of broken bones
Cause you must have known, i can't trust the phones
Sittin' up in project hallways, crankin' bass, smokin' bones,
I take tokes while you little niggas take notes
I light up the mic like it's kush or i'm smokin' bones,
Wouldn't it be nice if the banks didn't fuck up the loans
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