I pray to god and stay in squad, walkin' through these lonely roads,
My momma taught me never steal and never tell on folks
These ages are mostly faking
Don't want to be the king
After every show, a dream she hold
These faces and places are growing old,
Cause these words are polyphonic,
She crazy, that stalker shit
Done grime these streets are the
Now hey little mama
Im staying off the roads
Funny, right? ha-ha, this shit's jokes
Make the front popand hit the three wheel motion
Thoughts are provoking, these thoughts are a commotion
Cause i fuck all her brains out
All these voices are so loud
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