Clocked out several times, keep my hours straight
We would like to call this an appreciation tape
Ever since then i had no job
From spittin' all this ice outta my throat,
Get outta my face, looking boy
Yo my mommy toy was my pride and joy
You ain't gon find that
Comming straight outta the trap
She do everything i say
Straight from my bombers bay
My brain's dead weight, i'm trying to get my head straight
Type of nigga to jerk off to his own sex tape
Take a puff from the blunt and watch the smoke swirlmy mossberg goes boom, what's another plug
Fuck this fight get outta my site, gotta hell take a break, life aint a game of luck.
As your family dies, and my family rise
You came outta nowhere and gave me a new life
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