No car key and i mean that
This world is what you make it
I know it's hard but who does god choose to go through it worst
I'm sure that some come close, but unfortunately, not of this world.
So for this time being, i hope this open scribe might support her
But this is a sickness on the world, i call it a fever/
Wielding a potato at that the end of the rainbow with a pot o' gold
This verse may not be gold, it probably wont ever be sold, because this world is cold,
But i murder him first
Not a care in the world
I'm not talking m3's, but this is your survival lease
Feed niggas shells like my motherfucking beach is nice
Jealousy inside, make'em wish i diedoh my lord, tell me what i'm livin' for
Rapping is a healthy alternative from taking my razor and doing this world a favor,
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