And now that i’m getting money
Or two. or maybe three?
Heavenly father, martin, malcolm mixed with them lyrics
I'll chew a new one up every two to three minutes,
He grew from concrete, didn't live amongst the roses,
And in akron, my niggas they would throw things
Give your mother a call, bring your girlfriend roses,
And, yup, i gave lyrics a reason to want to live
Fuck you bunch is here, never disrespect my family
Glory but you dint know my back story. then i go one two three
Roses grow from concrete, blossom into sweet magnolias,
But i pray these everlasting groupies don't fuck up this love
And it’s over for powder ‘cause they movin’ them pills
U avoid me- u playing ring around the roses!
One two three everybody wana be
If you don’t recognize, you gon’ see
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