My wondrous success bombs my regrets
A coward dies a thousand deaths
Hardest spittin’ mothafucka this side of the line
This is just my year, just my day, and just my time
Thats my surroundings in compton, have common sense
To have my name engraved is my crave till my grave x2
My shirt, purple label my shirt
Red bottoms with the spike work
He’s tha only one
My words are my rhythm
My nitty bag, my kitty boost
Man, that saying is so misused
Hungry like the nigga who ain't got the taste of fame yet
My destiny's written in my blood hidden inside my head
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