She cries reminiscing on the good times
My dough in flipmode, what up to busta rhymes
I used to have dark nights now it’s bright lights
Click-clack, backtrack to earlier times
Hop in and let me test drive
Relive all the good times
Cops came to our house many times
Daytime bus pass, now it’s night flights
But shit it's all mine, at all times
Crooked cops got a nigga scared to drive
It's like my lawyer know black magic, black rabbit
5 times i must repeat it, then 5 times must delete it.
Hard to kill, how many more times?
Hot man, god damn, killa cam be live
The .45 for you niggas with nine lives
Girl, you remember all does times,
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