Saw the bombs on the news
Niggas die over shoes
In the coupe with the tec, it's the home of the brave
Ever since grandma died, everyone parted ways
You just servin yourself, go pull up to pump three
The good comes with the bad, the bad with the ugly
Better acknowledge i'm fienin for that spotlight, cause i'm comin for first, bout to burst,
Be the lion of the zoo be the glue of the bottle be the air of the world,
I bring the heat like the
P stand for pacqiauo nigga
As the king upon the throne
Soon as i get home
And the thirst, just the worst, it's the curse of the juice!
I ain’t gotta lie, they know i’m the truth
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