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Ball in Peace vonza still remember last time I seen yo face that was my dawg since we was youngans now he in his grave The hate be real but the love be so damn fake most likely the one who kill u wit u everyday we met today and she just ate like I’m Chick-fil-A gave her a 50 for her nails have a nice day don’t fuck wit niggas cause these niggas be so bitch made been crossed b4 like I then played up in the nba as it get tougher I can’t give up I got cash to make seen lil bear suffer he got shot I couldn’t nun but pray a home invasion they kick the door back when I was 8 from that point i wanted to thug but that ain’t how Brandi raised me
Threw back a perc I swear we fucked for like
2000 seconds After dat she call I press decline like she a bill collector my dawg died I cried and cried why he ain’t have his weapon Remember jammin wop tryna get some gwap lil nigga gone die bout that fetty tryna dodge the cops and kill the opps but it’s like 12 out to get us like danny phantom walk thru walls wish bug could walk out of prison got plastic surgery for the stick cause i just bought it some Titys this bitch hold 50 if I miss guess I deserve to get hit belichick I call a blitz I bet your players get injured ima have to pay Walgreens a visit right after I leave up in er lil hoe so wild She want a child I bet a plan b was given i kno a nigga dat was nba bound but it was how he was was livin you can try to take em up out the hood but u can’t take way his tendencies he was dat nigga on that court but up in court he got sentenced only thing that girl get is some wood hope she don’t come cross no splinters when I was younger my only goal dat monte carlo on spinners this nigga told and broke the code that’s what I get for befriending nigga u a rat yo a brother mouse should change his name to lil mickey bets watch yo bro cause he might fold u never kno his intentions
Since u posing I got shooters ready to take u a picture she always like when I record it dat hoe gone end up like pinky
this money blue but I’m not Corbin should I audition for disney bitch u gone fuck me like u love me but up in public we distant you still my shorty but u cross me just like Damian lillard I hit her raw say ima dog but I don’t live in a kennel
Promise I been out giving this shit my all it’s time perfect my craft was just 6th grade juuging phones the year I first got some ass you hear my life up in these songs you still don’t know the half can give a her a knife to eat she still gone stab yo ass in the back
My perspective of life changed i seen my dawg on dat bad but I can’t judge em really know what really led him to dat wouldnt let a nigga pull my card if it was on top of the deck won’t let a bitch play me again cause I know better than dat baby left when it got hard what made her do me like dat go to church on Sunday sinning on Munday just for the love of them racks gave eddie 100 need to kill his attorney it ain’t no sympathy for blacks