We buying they hoes bags, getting they bitches shoes
Even though i'm a victim of my father's abuse
Shit, i don't give a fuck, your family looking for you, wish them good luck
This is something i love , the devil introduced me to the best drug.
There's real rap without the drug dealing shit,
I'll roundhouse you into a fucking basket
You remind of a dead moose, beaten up kids screaming" fuckin abuse!"
Ain't none of my niggas crip, and we giving niggas the blues
Your man wale in his own damn lane
Like a drug it induces the pain
Like the olympics these youngins just won another metal
But there's no truce of abuse cause it's not contextual,
Niggas thinking of moving, aj flipping computers
The life of gangsters , weirdos and drug users.
Yeah you know i got that work, women second, family first
He informs rappad all about the different dangers of the world
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