Miami bound with my d.c. chick and we let it fly when we in the club
Alright lord you know what time it is, it's time for me to school you up
Brand new airs cocaine white, feels so good but it ain't right
This is what my mama used to tell me when i used to fight,
What the fuck happened to me?
And niggas flashing crazy
When he see the jugs he will wanna rush to get a quick touch
Hungry is what i titled to people who feed me with knowledge
Come at me im sick of studio gangster thinking there music is whats happening
With feelingsthis a mans world youngin'the bitches in businessso learn a 'lil something
What this family is doing to you and me
Paralyzed to the feeling, all the hate i see
Apprehend a couple men, triple six is fuckin' sin
What influences me to rap is the greatness of expression,
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