Type of life a nigga kill or go to jail for
You're rap is cold like a freezing winter
After the sadness of the summer winter time froze after another
I could give a fuck as long as there’s something that’s behind of her
Spring, fall, winter, and summer
Well, that's what you are
God flow, got that winter breeze, like chicago
They know i'm tryna get that montana dough
I'm ice cold like the winter days
Pull up on these 26’s, i’m a vanity slave
Remember me cause im the a survivor of the hell raisin grounds/
Trapped in the projectsand the jury finds you guilty on all accounts
Cause one of us is going down i was born a survivor,
Look at wale and say you nothing but a biter
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