You don;t thin anymore
Ima go until my arm's sore
The one who can´t even show a real smile
Never can he mimic... maybe can admire
Do it, okay, okay
So you know i'm bout that gun play
Don't give a shit so my dick fuck bladders in your ear
Depressed for years they still don`t know what i feel
Carlcee, lexiee, mindvoid, don, i'm not even through
Tell your homegirl relax and let me get inside you
Actions speak louder than words, let me try this shit
Lifes a game, i aint even tryna play it
Better keep that ho on a leash don't make your only
But most importantly, hip hop isn’t dead no more you see
Make your bitches' therapist ask for dental records
Ridiculed by everyone "he's white how can he play sports."
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