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Why me? Why why me?
Why do I up and see my feet?
Am I
But why do my look like it's out of my reach?
Why can't I trust what I

1]
My scene a crime scene
Got the high and the sirens, yeah
My we could buy teams
Talking money? Check the hygienes
All the dirty money get dry
Talking money, say I'm rasting
All my goons kidnap your offsprings while I was working on my swing
Oh, sweet dreams, sour
a cold world, I got an ice grill
No one man should have all that power if he can't to pay the light bills
I got a forcefield my heartbeat
The window seal no door key
I'm popping to feel more me
Cut off the wings now I'm
And I never feel poor me
I'd rather like the old me
I was with wheels and I roll deep
I could make the get cold feet
Don't the clove unless it's four leaf
Get a pussy wetter a coral reef
On my I tatted me a Fleur de Lis
Should I get it covered with a coca
I could you better than you showed me
I could show you better you told me
I'm an OG up in OT and it's no sleep till roast beef
I better not hear a Bo-Peep
go figure, better go deep
Pass no judgement, pass your
I'm the goat nigga, no

Why me? Why why me?
Why do I up and see my feet?
Am I
But why do my peak look like it's out of my
Why can't I trust I see?

2]
Sipping on purple like herbal
Bad brown bitch, Turtle
On turbo, you wanna disturb him
put too much sugar in my Gerber
Damn, I dropped too many ashes in my turban
I done see so many titties on
Live a different kind of
Different color diamond got a nigga looking like
Stepped up to the plate, it out the park
Eat a nigga face like tiger
in all red like Olajuwon
My niggas hit safe like the holocaust
My niggas catch a case, feel like I got
My nigga the K just like a (?)
Got a lawyer and an agent but I'm the
And my heart always racing but lost
Hello? I was the nigga on child support
Now I'm at the riot report
Went and looked at the final
got revolving doors
Bitches in and out more
Than smiling at a carnival
Ain't got in common but the common cold
Big B's nigga, roll
up, a nigga found the flow
Started the bottom bitch
been monogamous
Never been
Never been
Money is
had accomplices
Always had
Always let chopper stick out like a bottom lip
You running out of time, so you better what time it is
You running out of tears and you out of volunteers
Young bitch, I die for the logo
Cocaine low, call that a low blow
Tunechi Pablo, keys in the rowboat
in the yacht though, still don't showboat
Sipping on the slowpoke, moving a tugboat
Smoking a steamboat, fucking on a love boat
Better read the note before you read the love note
Don't know if its sore throat, throat or cut throat

Why me? Why why me?
Why do I look up and see my
Am I
But why do my peak look it's out of my reach?
Why can't I what I see?

Oh why am I so
Why I stay in my seat?
I'm so
Try me, why do I see these bodies?
Why do I what I see?
Why me? Why why me?
RIP, if you live in peace, you can die in peace
As your eyes close and mines bleed, I need