And could i be a star
My daddy need a new car
I'll never be retro like a cool kid
You easy stealing picked pocket,
Stealing shit all day it ain't right either
Hopped over the fence, where the grass way greener
Ay yo you wonder who i are
Who smokin in my car?
All this started by stealing her purse
Penncounting pennys over tha years
Gain respect by stealing everything from a man trying his best to work for a car
So i tried to show her about the world and about just who we really are
Stealing magazine's & chip's
When you spill out hits
Well, that's what you are
Down the street to the car,
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