I'm not talking m3's, but this is your survival lease
Crazed raised off hennesey, tell me will my enemies
She ever fuck around, she will make a nigga kill
And coulda retired at 29 in my 20′s still
Or 90's, who cares, they're both bad.
I don't know why i'm even on this track
Know the niggas quick to spit they actors
Money, cash, hoes, 420's the cleverest verse,
But after bowling, i went home for some damn adventure time
Bonded with the children of zion, my mind is s-s-s-so divine.
And i'm participatin' in this crazed game of the 2000's,
Body holy water blessed, i'm feeling the stress
S on my chest like a superman vest
I confessed bein' atheist, they said i was possessed
My g"s have been handcuffed,
I’m coming back like light-skin and
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