Never chose the bad life , no bad crowds
Cause i'm now, livin' this life with foolproof doubts
You better start thinking before you talk
This nigga, look at this fuckin' nigga lips, dog
Every time that you talk
This some food for thought
I visualize they day we talk
King of the club, i bet you can’t top
The drug that they brain need
Talk shit about the clique,
But i guess that shit's just tough love
Tick talk clock ticks provoking focus
Who knows what the
Talk shit, diarrhea
Wonder if they take it all back
Like heisenberg, now we're breaking bad,
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