The good kid from the ugly city
Young ones dieing, now thats just sad to see
Yeah young kid, bout whatever
I am tough leather
Ima tell you that's a lie, lie, lie
Niggas steady dieing in the shy
Young money, d-town's all star
She prayed on me passing that bar
He started cursing everyone, people he don't know both young and old
But i did have miss medusa, she loud and she leave me stoned
I believe in honesty
Jehovah spitness, young prodigy,
Ay yo you wonder who i are
And peace to this young warrior,
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