Lying to the children when she know you ain't the dad
This site kinda got me tight, i ask for feedback
So, i’m on some 40 days and night shit
You thought i wasnt gonna ask for it
Seen drive-bys takin' lives, little kids die
The only question i could ever ask was why
Wishing i could be more like strum
Something wicked this way come
But don't get it twisted, the uzi's in the lining though
What if i said you could get slain for pants hanging low?
Fuck a cold sore, getcha getcha own cup
So i done do that, and i ask you guess what?
School is a bore to never go again is what i ask for
Yea this is like a penthouse, served at the top floor
GO BACK TO WRITE A SONG ABOUT ANOTHER TOPIC !
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