Sold sega games, his cousin sold crack
That crap i spat stabbed both of us in the back
I stabbed the world in the back and formed a style thats abstract
But since mark put a nigga on that lily track
You needed your top angel back in heaven, to help the by and by.
Just thanking the holy fatherhe made a star and shita youngin still ain't die
Dead faces keep my money in a body bag
That crap i spat stabbed you right in the back.
I'm about that life, i've been jumped and stabbed by a knife
Look, the illest bitch alive, reallest bitch alive
Make them more insecure when they caught one
Assassins are stabbed in the back of my cabin
This ''kid'' needs to be stabbed in the face until his pupils dilate
Churches with dirty pastors my people pass the collection plate
When ya first stabbed me in da past,
And bijies like im out and
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