Indeed, the flow raw just the same as my levi jeans
Yeah i'll show them the reason that my heart beats
I asked santa claus for coal, so guess who stole his presents.
Stay gold, stray old, maturing means that your life sucks
"i have nothing to live for, these people stole my fame
Begin to make me feel like a little kid again
My weed and my broad exotic with no seeds
My heart sank when my bro was shot in the streets,
Stomach rumbles low, never stole the dough and butter
I bet i get the fall rosay had this summer
Asked them do you know who stole my weed
Sometimes i think, what i need
And guess who my nigga tell 'em is on the way
Well, i guess i eventually stole your heart one day
And he's the only nigga in this particular grade
I put my heart on the line and you took the bait
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