The water from the past is the same water in the present
My mother raised me a single parent so it's apparent
All that ass in your jeans
Thinkin of the the dreams
Can’t you see just how long my run
The bigger the the fun
The pain, the loss, the grief, the cross.
They say the money talks and bullshit walks
Just a little nigga
I bring the heat like the
Put the grants in the safe, 'cause we spending the jacksons, the
Yeahehehehe nigga, we be the ballin player-ass nigga
In the coupe with the tec, it's the home of the brave
Playing soccer, stupid, stay in a sucker's place
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