Before this rapping, i was trappin', getting work cheap
I live on the beach gurls outside bikinies in the street
Add struggle, minus faith and divide your self in half
That passed on, they in heaven, found peace at last
Now it's time to eat
Now we all in the street
And over beef you laid to rest like you was gettin some sleep
No desire to spark beef, light a fire in the dark street/
So wtf, i’m enemy #1 in da pub
You no good like a stripper with a "a" cup
I pray the lord my guns to keep
When they see me out in the street
Niggas hating but i love them even though they trying to scheme
My life story ain't science fiction it's a struggle between
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