Pussy and patron make you feel alright
Wanting to run away and hide
It's a sad mess always wanting to be hand fed
You claim you a dog, my nigga, i’m the vet
Playing blackjack you're bust and still wanting to be dealt
Its all gun bustin, its such a lack of the subject
Slaughter someone caught up in my way, yeah you gotta love
And left a burden on my soul until i was old enough
What up girl, tell me how you been
I just want someone to listen
This is what happens to a man that gets played and wants revenge
But this is what'll kill me in the end always wanting to avenge
Just wanting to runaway, and to at least win that race
But you never come when you period is five days
My name hold weight and you don't really keep the bar raised
Enemies wanting to finish me, mind your self as a saint,
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