Fuck, clean up on aisle six
Stealing magazine's & chip's
It's cause of you, see, you let him do that
You easy stealing picked pocket,
They giving niggas letters here and they ain't sending mail
Stealing vision like braille, your improvision is stale,
Hit you from a block away
People stealing, they gonna pay,
Stir up all these feelings inside of her
Stealing shit all day it ain't right either
Kinda like the government slowly stealing your freedom
Oops i meant audemar, my whole team got them
Killing our dreams, stealing our vision
Ok, black panamera, dash on a million
Copying stealing and pasting lyrics
The .45 for you niggas with nine lives
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