Struggles making me feel frustrated
That's what i call it, it's full of shit
I know the world been waiting for that
You delighted in making them feel like shit/
Real shottas, fuck ya foreigners stay
For making you feel this way
One way or another you'll be givin it up, huhi guess cause i'm black born
This the weed song light up when its on. smoke that shit til your mind is gone.
This is just me venting out on how i feel
Won't heat or burn me, i'm the coolest nigga here
Trying to get back to this thing called love
They can’t stop me, this boy is too vicious/
But i'm leaving town in a little bit
Making critics pop a sadam on this shit
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