Has infinite symmetry
Six-fifty, three hundred my shirt free
But boy you aint living
Tell them niggas they slipping
This aint where you wanna be,
Bitch, i might make you my baby
Wanna know what i been through, what you into
If you aint cool with me i aint cool with u
Me and my dogs we on the same flight
You aint tight cause you like it right
Starin at the wall, heard a scream
You aint wantin the green,
Well how can i stop, if its infinite
He screamed "thug life" and emptied the clip
So check my net worth, and i got them jerseys moving
That aint no good/ that aint no good/ you aint learned a thing
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