The odd niggas are beginning to spill these pink hoes
One two three to late now your gone busted nose
The best journeyacres of land and swimming pools and all that
It's only one round, two or three i don't need it
We once came from fields of cotton to roses
I used to sleep hungry in a bed next to roaches
To make karma come faster than she normally will
Ice on our two four, you know it's too cool. time's too cruel.
You're my river runnin' high, run deep, run wild
Three strikes, two tokes, one time for your mind
I got bigger problems baby
One two three, what could it be
In one two three a mother fucker that’s all he is gonna be
They hating, patrolling and trying to catch me riding dirty
I give you my heart just don’t break the shit to pieces
Roses grow from concrete, blossom into sweet magnolias,
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