My coach ain't care, so i ain't care
My childhood memories are still there..
Fast money like zakat al-fitr, break fast
The downfall of our free land
Oh hey, there goes my mind on the floor right beside you,
If i don't diss another nigga you dont get that issue
And, i'm sad and alone praying and wishing for my nigga to come home
So i try to verse the worst one first before the dope ones try to steal my throne
If i didnt meet you, there wont be no smile on my face.
My music is like confetti rain when you win a race
Wandering if my name lived on, j called me x, cuz there was drama when i was on the spot
They even raped her so we blazed they padautomatic shots rang out, on every block
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