Time past like it was precious
Rub the wood and ima show em love
Just thanking the holy fatherhe made a star and shita youngin still ain't die
Remember that day and what i will do/ your life i will take / death of my
I don't shop in the public, ain't finna wait in line
Im no longer about that life, though there was some time
Life is hard death is easy so i stay a boss,
So i'mma push it to the end and take quarters on shots
Every time i touch a mic i crush a life,
Niggas couldn’t tell if i was dead or alive
I be way out in cali, got hoes of all types
In my life ive seen plenty of death and fights
You have a decision, life or death... choose
I make my old bitch buy me all the latest shoes
I'll end your life the first time, every time, right
You hear that shawty, shh no more talking alright
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