Hold up, loud packs like i got cancer
Could prepare me for the answer
No more lingering smell of christian dior,
If we gonna last more, i gotta ask for more
And yo, the answer ya have to come up wit
Straight conch got a nigga feeling seasick, oh shit
Been to hell, shut the hell up the devil took selfies with jesus . thinking of
All my peers doing years beyond drug dealinghow many caskets can we witness
I reflect on the ocean's my ancestors crossed
I style on new york, pile up my fork
While i fill you up with semen from the wolf gang team and
The purpose of my life ain't kicking pebbles on the pavement
Cause his girth spreads the gospel
Inhale my color purple
You must have won every pageant in america when you was young
Sick of loving what i used to love theirs more than one purpose for a basin
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