I give him a helpin' hand, bring him out to thugz mansion
No body, i'm aiming straight for your chin you'll know why i will grin
High off life? my nigga not even
My dad ain't have no hair on his chin
Now nothing seems to favor me and for the most i stay enclosed
They not pulling in no green like smoking whent that rello broke
Can't use the phonecause i'm sure someone is tappin indid it before
My hairs done right. outfits tight. a nickel plated gat with christian dior
Climb these trees, fall from grace
Left brain, super 3, creator ace
Raquel treat me like my father like a fucking stranger
And all these rappers on rappad, just doin' y'all a favor
Call me whatever joe
But im glad it didnt doe
Pull up on these 26’s, i’m a vanity slave
Meger yet eagerly awaiting saving grace/
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