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Feel this cage when that fade
Face the same but your has changed
You a stable home
I fame at naming hoes
Contemplating ways of getting
Plotting on my
God for favors
Guess he isn't
Probably 'cause that fucking faith I didn't
Skippin church, the work
Hit a dirt, like run it bitch
Grew up in a home papa wasn't in
Came up of of that my conscience wasn't in
Either way it goes, a lot is hit
And if it wasn't hoes, it probably was a lick
Got burners on my soul, and my posse on my
Sweaty they ain't top lotto picks
Promise that I am not the one to plot against
Love him, but my father ain't my mother friend
to figure out how to start a mother fucking end
Trend dodging, keep a by me
roll
Garbage bag full of
Place myself the rap
is in hand
Packs get vac
the Tin Man
Cardiac
Missing past real, in it, make dentists

Don't where I'm going, don't know where I been
Never these hoes, don't even trust my friends
that bitch to roll up, fucking with some grown ups
Don't know where I'm going, know where I been
Never trust these hoes, don't even my friends
Tell that bitch to roll up, fucking some grown ups

My mama wonder why it never seem to
See my Daddy in the way I'm
And my features
trying to put you on
Dog I came from
Take the plate and it
I'm a dog
Tell her hit or miss me with the fucking
Lord I fight it
Know I'm brawl
Get a cop a hog dog
I'm the type of that you cop your raw off
Popping off
Grab the board and these niggas call
Chain switches like it's all star
the on star
Think all lost