Than the muse of a family
That there was something out there more than me.
There aint nothin for us,
Wood chain with a jesus
40's on the 20's with the stove top, i'm steady plannin',
And she looking for them trees, baby we got some
Young peyton don't huddle, still run my play
Something had led us so astray
Niggas who be rapping how real they are
Between us we can take bad and make it better,
I started out goin soft on the track
My four-four's givin payback
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