With your flashlight, tell me what do you see
Go downstairs, take my water, fluff it with honey
I don’t care where ya are
Times left in sode water
I put them shooters on the corners like that nigga dirk
Walked out the church, then got a call that my homie was murdered
I understand, i'm back by popular demand
Trying to forget the dark corners of my past
Got your whore doing shit that's uncalled for
I refresh myself with water
Lay back, i got some money to make, motherfucker
Every day these corners were getting rougher
Blew them outta #water, with a #fin-ish blow
I'm just saying, i ain't bitching though
Two whips, six tattoos, no kids
Street corners sucking dicks,
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