Spewing messages till
For real, a nigga ill
Till my mind gets better
Just to let you know, you are
Foundation till i built my house
Baby moms on greyhound for 8 hours
Try and pull me over, i will not stop
Till i colapse, i spit rhymes till i drop
Dippers and pipers, it's sad shawty, but this is life
Rappin till im dead, maybe till i feel kind of alive
And her smile lit up the room
Watchin bratz movies till noon
Till i come out on top,
Well man i do the yacht
That bitch was racist, got me fired
Wirting till my finger tips hurt
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