Every morning calls his comrade to come and get him to smoke
My wallets empty my ass is broke, smoke all this weed till i hack and choke
In case i don't get intell all my people i'm a ridahnobody cries when we die
The ball in my fingers. i be shooting threes outside all day with my hittas and i
It's rainin' now somehow the fugitive's out
This is what i want from my raps and what it's all about
And the games appeal to the struggling youth with no father
Maestronomical the name i wear and bear with honor
Hi my name is chris, i said fuck this drama,
Lucky seven probably poppa
And i been hustling all day, this a way, that a way
If you can make it through the night there's a brighter day
My parents went away on a week's vacation and
I wear yo girl out like a fashion statement
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