Martin luther i must’ve seenmixtape, mix ya body with tapethat’s what that green’ll bring
Its so sad he pretending, hate to tell ya dawg you ain't got no happy ending
I was angry and sad
I'm stuck with that
Six-fifty, three hundred my shirt free
Happy sadness lonely
Watching turtles hate on shredder
Mix my guiness with a dr. pepper
It's a sad thing, the dumb shit that comes out of your stupid dome
Inhibitions is gone, she just want to be known
Cause i remember all them nights when we had no food
Now me, stalley, and meek wanna see ross get the a-rod loot
But now everthings just sad
Ain't even tryna hold back
Pockets morbidly obese, i'll be tourin for loot
Get my employees up on food stamps and work in fast food,
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