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get me?
I remember I was broke, had to tip a quarter
No car for the block, had to hit the corner
Sometimes I still spin by, 'cah I miss the trauma

This 7.62 ARP so big, I can't even pick it up
This bitch got so much kick, I let it hit, this bitch start liftin' up
Bitch hit harder than a, damn,

Smoke weed, I hate fears, I shake spears
I know pain from cuts and bruises when you lose, I can relate tears
I haven't seen my father
For seven

like we blow the candle (yeah, yeah, yeah)

I need a freak
Twenty-eight grams of weed, seven molly
Yeah, twenty-four hours in a five-star retreat

painted by your lover
In the middle of the summer
On an island in the river on a Sunday

The petticoat's wet
Which adds to the weight
The sun is