Diary Of A Pimpy Kid
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6-1 Southside, you know Yasimi Dun kno I'm not ok I see I'm fucking up but I can't so I gotta stay I say I'm gonna change but I don't know no other way I'm not ok I say I'm fucking up but I can't so I gotta stay AJ What's good What you telling me Not much I've been cooling But I think I need therapy Cause I've been moving foul Like I don't know about penalties Lately I ain't making friends Only enemies And I quit my job just to do felonies I don't wanna die young That's not my destiny I ain't trying to be a statistic F*ck a rest in peace I love my mum but I've been fucking up the chemistry Numb the pain with the money call it therapy When life give you lemons let the lemon squeeze And when I'm sober I move like oger So I'm smoking trees Bad B Half black, half Lebanese Big Jeep All white, Grand Cherokee I'm in the six speed Cruising down the back street On my ones, got more stripes than a referee Opps see me and start moving like an athlete Doing up a hundred meter like a track meet Ring ring, that's the plug just spelling me Sour D, Molly and the cocaine Take a pick which one you got me selling B I don't want one bag all I need everything Real D boy make a profit off anything I don't want one bag all I need everything Real D boy make a profit off anything I'm not OK I see I'm fucking up But I can't leave I gotta stay I say I'm gonna change But I don't know no other way It's fucked up I gotta hit a lick Before I hit I pray Please let me be in and out No drama Casualties or court cases Quick in and out Then we leave with more paper I got my own But I still want your paper I'm not OK I see I'm fucking up But I can't leave I gotta stay I say I'm gonna change But I don't know no other way It's fucked up I gotta hit a lick Before I hit I pray Please let me be in and out No drama Casualties or court cases Quick in and out Then we leave with more paper I got my own But I still want your paper Casualties or court cases Quick in and out Then we leave with more paper Do you understand obsession You understand the sensation When them look 'pon you Like say you gone mad Me no mind Nah Me well glad Step up your game now Stand in front with no shame now Me a the man Me a the chosen one Destiny has it's chosen few It feels like less When it's not you We search for the purpose For we existence If anything after this The question's persistence Wasted life Not even give it a try But a few friends Them, them already fly by Me missing una for true So we know what we haffi do I'm not OK I see I'm fucking up But I can't leave I gotta stay I say I'm gonna change But I don't know no other way It's fucked up I gotta hit a lick Before I hit a pray Please let me be in and out No drama Casualties or court cases Quick in and out Then we leave with more paper I got my own But I still want your paper I'm not ok I see I'm fucking up But I can't leave I gotta stay I say I'm gonna change But I don't know no other way It's fucked up I gotta hit a lick Before I hit a pray Please let me be in and out No drama Casualties or court cases Quick in and out Then we leave with more paper I got my own But I still want your paper
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