I'm spittin hungry like ain't shit up on my dinner plate
24's on that escalade and ya' chick in the back, gettin' laid,
And coulda retired at 29 in my 20′s still
I like my glasses filled, as if it has to spill
Get ya head bust
My g"s have been handcuffed,
I ain't just rapping, i can make it happen
40's on the 20's with the stove top, i'm steady plannin',
Deathly desperado, "never rest"s the motto,
Spending money when your wallet gets low
Scratch my back all of that it get s me crazed
She dealing with killa so you love her taste
It’s sick and spiteful, 2pac’s twisted grim disciple
Forever i ain't run yet and i never will
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