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For the times I was starving but now I'm living largely can't get these bitches off me I killed that pussy put it in a coffin In the room sad stories
on they ass like sum fruit of tha loom Swept tha Opp block with a stick Mama mad as fuck Talking 'bout I never pick up a broom Pack a white tees and jeans
a bloody canvas on the wall But that's where I stand tall, i'm surrounded by the snakes in the grass now there's no one to call Play the game likes it's
can take the street where I saw Mr. brown But I also heard people went that way and just got shot down And people getting haunted by a woman in a white
White boys and white lies White Lines and late nights I don't feel good When I'm not high So daddy come on by make me feel alright Long hair, yeah
to the doctor With a fever, but nothing he found By the time this hit the street They said she had a breakdown Someone's always tryin' To start my baby cryin'
Yo granddaughter Work a bitch like temp service Silent killer I'm making em nervous Thick white socks Billie Jean All my niggas affiliated Ninja
a platinum room (Yea yea yea) My doors don't close, they glide across from the front to the back of the room (Yea yea yea) Got white tigers, lions, and bears
On the curb writing raps next to a gunshot On the corners where the gangsters and the killers dwell The fraudulent tender scars that get unveiled Everyone I
On my OJ shit cuz I just spent a week in my glove It's some killers in room, please don't peak in my love Even when I ride alone I got some heat in my
she had been Led straight into the DeKalb dressing room Named for the street that bisects A couple of local neighborhoods now Populated by yuppies but
shell about a dozen You never see bank like Frank White Your hand clutchin, your chest-plate contemplate You 'bout to die, nigga wait, keep yo' hands
matrix drip made her think I’m famous All white like racists seasoned make her taste it All your favorite rappers wey dey claimsay dem be killer I for show
Vanilla gifties Five years later, self-scan, still it hit for fifty Hitter finna drop a UAV, really got killers with me Hi-C, deuce of Wock', Y-3, newest
fight me? Bitch, I'm a killer All white tee, some Nike slippers and a pistol, I'm too realer Most nights five, I don't even sleep behind my
boy i know there might be nothing up but i'm waiting for the worst & i'm spilling wine by the glass just to save us from a curse so why cant you
Just by that alone don't wanna hear a nigga White car black tint, they always want the nigga Smoking in the car they trying to smoke the Nigga You
think When I drive by u can miss it if you blink It’s not my fault your bitch like me She like how I look when I wear a white T I might just go and pour
I'm, everyday I'm, everyday I'm hustlin' Who the fuck you think you fuckin' with? I'm the fuckin' boss Seven forty-five, white on white, that's
in the room All night we been changing spots By the window fucking Now we done woke all the neighbors up Yeah She throw that shit back and I catch it
You go pose from rose to rose You hop from poppy to poppy In Hollywood looking to get hired to write an original story You get chased by repo men
no one was saying shit Grew watching domestic disputes, my dad was breaking shit I stay in my room and try to forget, cause me to resent The ideas
Safe tryna hustle 'round here think there's money to be made You'll get robbed by somebody underage We don't rock brands like Vans, only J's We don't
back down Homie don't think I'm sweet I got killers with me They gon shoot till you dead so don't act now Shawty all on my dick Shawty dancing on me
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