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and what's coming to fruition 
Or get filled with more holes than the Nine Eleven Commission 
On the West Coast the target is immigration
We scapegoats for

the bias
They know they can't get that bullshit by us
Whatever you're selling over here no buyers
We gotta go in private banking to do the transaction
Whole

paparazzi is yo family
Cyber stalkers uh get their fix
By the time you hear this, I'll be gone
Skip town to one you won't afford
That's it
I got the loot
Yeah

burdens now yours somehow
But you get by

The money's crap, thank God for the tips
Fix the roof and call it quits
So many better things to do than this
With

Women seek you
Block em out I'm in I'm on
My grind my mom Is broke I'm lost
My girl my pride both fuckin flawed
I'm smokin hard Punched holes in walls
I

Racist fathers Women seek you
Block em out Im in im on
My grind my mom Is broke im lost
My girl my pride both fuckin flawed
Im smokin hard Punched holes in

else

Always Fucking this shit up, like a guy with one job
Always cutting my heart, don't wanna be stopped, get my feet stomped
Don't wanna hurt you, but

on that
Momma always told me
Be grateful for the things you have
We never had a lot
Holes in the tube socks
She used to stitch it
Then we kick it
That was

head
I feel like 50 cent I'm wanted dead by many men
The gun cocked and one shot just missed my head
The next shot I then hopped that one hit the bed

You only want me for money
Wash your dirty honds
Get up in the morning,
paying the bill
That's your job
Everything starts melting
Yeah,it's just like

her mouth)
Off the lean and smokin' weed, keep leavin' burn holes in my couch (they in my couch)
Neck look like a mosh pit, see my diamonds jumpin'

a portion
Now sun shine in the ghetto
'fore the star of death get closer
When you rise up a level
They hate hard, on schedule like a day job
They love to hang

People come and go, they're all the same it seems
I've got too many holes where lovers used to be
Can't be good for me, but I don't like to be alone

got a job welding pot for the army

Then a paper that your father signed years ago
Turned a little man's dream into a money hole
If you didn't know