I gave ya girl a t-shirt since she gave the whole crew neck
I have a pocket full of dreams, but not the jeans yet
Now my watch fruity colors like trix in a box
See i'm not the same guy anymore that you thought i was
Just stay smartkeep your mind on your bank roll
Stack my words and pack em tight like a bowl
Shorty throw it back and a nigga might love that
Hey there bitch when i come with the shit you call out a hit
I'mma punt the paper over the pussy like a field goal
I just ignore that illuminati shit and i just smoke a bowl
But he push them whites in the hood like ray edmond was there
Wow, when was the last time i solved something with a tear
Cause bitch, you can try and spit shit or take a hit/
Took off my rollie and got on some audemeer shit
Motherfucking 8 balls, til’ we live at the pool hall
When i get that 10 racks nigga we gone hit the mall
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