The finals like the spurs,as miami likes to stir,
Dripping cold blood like the winter, the summer
Posting a pic, get facebook likes
They say we living in troubled times
This shit is irrelevant, these drugs i'm sellin em
Ignore cus she mad again, then i hit her back again
So when i rape a bitch i hold her down and get my best nut
I stick in yo mom's gut, next nigga likes what the fuck!
Got the fridgedest temperature on my wrist again
Meet me at the battle field maybe we could solve em
One day we’ll rise up and say we don’t even need em
Begin to make me feel like a little kid again
Niggas from where i'm from they don't fuck with fights
Is it possible that i can be up in the likes
We the moody, gucci, louis and pucci men
You got haters? time for you to spit and prove ' em,
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