This is a song about "Sucky sucky three dollar soilder boy love you long time"

They provokin' suicide but as soon as signed

Three strikes, two tokes, one time for your mind

I wanna be around for long time, i care for you,

And i ain’t gotta say i’m fly, this g5 with the crew

I put you over my money, all of my nice kicks

Excuse me miss, fuck your a long coat wrapped around three midgets,

We ain't having ittime to tear this shit back, ghetto children kick back

I fuckin placed you in boy, so stop playin with yo' toy, you'll have time to do that

In the clouds looking down, i ain't even in a rush

Which spurt blood and turn love to three breakfast courses.

And niggas flashing crazy

Long as these bitches love me

But in real life they eyes is on your moneysee the enemies will say they true

She asked me to repeat those three words i said in the morning, i texted "i love you".

I’m trying to go though, y’all already know though

Once upon a time not long ago