Fuck, condom pocket, luckily, i brought one
If i die me and her will dance in heaven
M.o.b.! nigga we ridei hit the charts like a stick-up kid
When i hear you spit all i want to do is vomit/
No need to cry, i won't let rap die, i just want you not to deny/
So you she would hide cause she thought of me as a typical guy
I want it too go back to the way it was before,
Account overdraft what i got this debit for
I set goals, take control, drink out my own bottlesi make mistakes but learn from every one
But to the case, my enemy never go above, only when there soul goes to heaven.
But i rock, like a mountain. that’s a stairway to heaven/
Rectum, i'm like a chromosome i always x them
Now that i've entered hell i don't want to go back
Track and field with the birds, i’m running em like track
Killa! this the ghetto soap opera right here man
I want to go over grab them both and get wild an
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