All them bitches converse with me off that react juice
Tryna address issues to this generation’s youth,
Manahattan and 40/40, no 40’s but rose poured
Time to get dressed up cry at court
No crucifix chains, i’m ain’t sure if i’m forgiven, lord
I been strivin for mine ever since i left brittania court/
Girls say everything that i write smooth
Like fuck, let us live our youth
Every sport making baskets at the court
No dirt weed, give me purp with no seeds, please aboard
Future rests on our youth
Its cold as shit in this booth
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