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Yea yea yea yea
Acosta world
I might be in love
I shoot up the club
About her Ill shoot up the party
Im ending a capper like gurney the rapper
The way that Im catching a body
Grandma talk crazy
They framed me for robbery
Take care of my son
Yea Im tweakin bout papi
Its a smoke show
When you look at prolly
Beautiful girls
Got me popping a molly
Use to sell barz at the methadone
Clinic and that aint a brang
Thats the way it went
Blessed since my birth my life was a curse
I needed that shit
Mama paid the rent.
You niggas was mad
That shit made me laugh
Modesty tellem before we was felons
My homies was selfish and we was down bad
We slept on a bench cuz thats all that we had
I got a lil money Ill neva go back
Now that my harley is nicer
And my chain a lil brighter
You all on my ass
I gotta play broke
Cuz you want me for cash
I know it my nigga its sad
The worst part for you
Is Im still in my bag
My mom livin good
And the chico can brag
And fuck all my frenemies
Stay where you at
Please
Cop gon harass
Freeze
Asking my name
Dees
Cant trust a rat
With cheese
Workin out cuttin the fat
With ease
Smokin a ounce of the
Bring the fabreeze
Natural trees rolled in a leaf
Destroying the streets
Trollin police
Burning my tires
Disturbing the peace