It ain't like that
Told me whats good and bad
Cuz she came back with the kid and yoi been payin ever since
And this shit is not about the music and its bad decisions,
She call me all the time, i ain't no regular joe
It seems so far that the good die young n the bad die slow
And if ya like the beat, too bad its out ya league.
Been out here hustling on these streets, ain't had a chance to speak
Tell me i ain't god's son, nigga mom a virginwe got evicted had to leave the burbs, back in the ghetto
But the good die young and bad slow so i hope u die fuckin slow cause uve made us feel so fuckin low
Not concerned with most rappers me i'm a king
The collision was bad, she's panting and asking
Cause every girl i deal and fuck, it's always against her will
Anyone could turn good and peaceful and start seeing the sequel
And one bitch who bad to the bone
So i guess you think you grown
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