You're stuck in a time warp from two thousand four though
Been stunting since teen wearing something obscene joe
Stealing a clip for anyone squealing they lips
I'll chew a new one up every two to three minutes,
Black mother of the earth you know i forever owe you
Maybe i can help u a lil with a dollar three or two
Fuck you bunch is here, never disrespect my family
Glory but you dint know my back story. then i go one two three
The hardest four bars, and i aint even count to three
Fur for fur, baby; baby, you'll go stir crazy
One two three, what could it be
20 racks really thats sneaker money
Who didn't really care to see, or give a damn if she
Two or three, hits of thc, yeah it fits for me.
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