Raised rough thats why i got a good right hand
Stack in his hand trynna make that last
We ain't buying cds, we striving to live
I guess thats just central drive
Thats how its always been
Visions, dreams of passion
Okay you dancing drinking on your last one
Oh thats right we left them in the oven
Ya, thats right now go walk home
Playing with fire is a danger zone
But still how you niggas i get jacks on the first
But thats hard when its your soul thats constantly tortured
Thats presidential rolex.
I'm on deck i'm up next
Thats how i live my life thats my motto thats my armor.
The red album, lil red shortie, you can't touch her
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