Now we going hard like i ain't gonna die
Now we making up like a bullshit lie
And for this moment no i won't ditch you
I grew up with working-class friends, staying true,
Does a stripper love to shake that ass
Our friendship grew, we were another's half
As he grew up he got more confused
Bb king or the neighbors of snoop
I delete they history
I grew up in nola city,
Folarin be ballin for all yall to see
I grew up on rap dawg, you could say it raised me
I love it when it's girl upon girl with one manay, put your butt on my mustache, fuck that
I grew up in florida,but from the m.i.a all the way georgia we on the same shit
It's like i grew up, but i ain't grow me two nuts yet
Fuck me the monster said, somehow the monster's dead
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