Tats all on my arm, these hoes say i'm that bomb
' alright, already, the show goes on
That's word to my mom
Screw up the cup, i'm on
Its cold as shit in this booth
Saw the bombs on the news
As: can’t wait to pork your mom
"hurry up, the cams on,
Niggas clocking dollars don’t know how to read with mouths to feed
Have a mindset of a king, turn everything into a battlefield
We was high school peers, in junior high
On my ride on the bills baby i
I put on for my city i should ball with vick and them
Life is battlefield, but i be killing veteran/
To read for seven pounds, you must release several pounds
To the point of leaving battlefield barren like repeated droughts
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