But the ground starts to crumble
Shout out them strippers who hustle
Got your bitch on the ground sucking on my nuts (my nuts)
Beaverton my sneaker game although i never be with ducks
This my album, and when your parents try to come around
Being beaten up to the one slamming others to the ground
I turn my music down so you won’t hear a sound
Her shakin was enough to put my spear into the ground
Just to find that my whole life was just burned to the ground,
Blue ball, who fault? mine, only cause i stick around
Turned my world in to a play ground
Reason i stuck with the sound
I'll roundhouse you into a fucking basket
Actin like you got the balls to do it
Burn this place to the ground
I just might throw a big amount
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