Even after i die/
No more will we cry
Wrong drink, the right work
Because after it's tapered
And you’re the motherfucker he’s after.
Give me billboards, whatever that people will kill for
I been smokin' that mary jane way after class(way after class)
Damn near look like a god damn dump truck on the back of your ass
Yeah, punch line after punch line, rhyme after rhyme/
You could love it or hate it but he was prime time
Sippin' shots crippen after
Not even my favorite rapper
Wrap that blunt under after
Something worth dying for
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