You love me to no ends, but that image begins to fade,
And a fist full of money give it to a fifth grade
The people scared of annihilation when kingdom come
Maybe you luck out and meet someone that thinks you're handsome.
You starting to understand, that i love contraband
I'm from the tin shacks where mishaps get fixed fast
This is everything that we call hype
Would you cry if i died tonight?
Ride my tides i don't mind my lies that died slow
A nigga ghost every time youngin on the flow
So if it comes down, may the best man win
Someone you love but stay focused and moving
Is this what you want is for someone that you did care about leaving you?
It feels good putting money in your mailboxi love paying rent when the rent's due
So bitches hate to do me like it's convict community service
And realized that life's a bitch, and that gives you no love
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