But i'm a hustler, in my heart, trapped is the game
But we jus maintain with faint thoughts of having better pain
Could make you smile even when your about to burst down in tears.
Blewin' some reefer in my zone like a 2-3 defense
Enough pain already to sleep with
So it's nothing to finish
But with only the pain in my head
And if you had more street cred then you'd be dead
Drive off in the sunset with a smile on my face.
She don't even need a job, got one anyways
Fuck it its mmg, ima cross of def poetry and potent tree
Wakin up with a crooked smile but aint shit outchea funny
But more than not, and with prolly a whole lot less than the start
Even when im spotted got the smile to disarm the heart
Smile on my face with the freedom
Cold world no blanket son
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