f e t y n a l !
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I was five and he was six We rode on horses made of sticks He wore black and I wore white He would always win the fight Bang-Bang, he shot me down Bang-Bang, I hit the ground Bang-Bang, that awful sound Let this mac-eleven shoot smoothly Turn your brain into a smoothie Like that fetty turned your body into dookie It's not cool when you talk and all your words are sounding so mushy Keep those lips zipped you're going to get that brass grip. To your teeth, make you sound retarded when you speak! Make me want to kill you in your sleep! Cus all you want to do is fucking weep to your fam Yeah that shit is really fucking weak, on God! You should step the f*ck up and get your bands up Instead of wasting your life away up with that damned drug! I almost lost a couple homies to that fentanyl When they going thru that withdrawal, that shit is not fun dawg! I remember tripping balls, when I saw Jayden almost take his life away with that shit going up his nose With his stupid stripper ass whore now that stupid ass bitch fucked him up And now he cold, f*ck! Run with me, myself, and I Open up my third eye, you fuckers all going to die Pushing those daises up, watch you fly No more time for your life See your other homies do better up with their life Now you jealous, now you petty, now you shitty! Get over it! At the end of the day, you got to go back To that nine-to-five stupid mother fucker what?! May have dropped out, making stupid 'mounts of guap now Got my GED! Getting every dollar now Gotta holler to my girl with the fat ass She's pretty hot and tempting Tempting me to put a couple babies on that nice rack Yeah I really got that, bounced back From Preston Pointe, grimiest time of my life! Stayed bumming, stayed fiending, got no money! Unless I hit a little lick to get a meal in me! Now I'm living, stay vibing With the demons in my mind, I ain't crying Stay mastering c-notes, to rack up those blue notes I'm not doing this for money, just want to let my thoughts out Yuh, yuh, yuh, what! Yuh, yuh, yuh, what! Yuh, yuh, yuh, what! Yuh, yuh! Get the f*ck up off your ass!
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