When i step up out the maserati car
We goin' hard, we're goin' far, that's who we are
Just because of who we are,
I'm in my other car
Account the amount we are paid
A 45 trey deuce spade sprayed, you stayed
And this still the hardest shit you've heard from la this far
Everywhere we go, people know who we are
I'm here tryin' to pull you through
What else we are soppused to
I've got a paper plane, it's propelling my buzz
I'm leading in defiance in a world thats timeless
She can only live for the moment
We are on the fucking cusp
That we are not a lone
Jt: my mom’s been so alone
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