I got 2
guess I was right, twenty-five was a quarter to life
i put my fears in a box like a prayer that you won't read
two hands on the glock like 9:45
and I keep it hands downs.. 6:30.. no colgate ughhhh spit dirty
"baked potato on that Draco, get them cameras out my face" why did he scrap it
"Makaveli just another Menace to Society
i hang my braids before my face so they dont bother
i face the earth with my charisma on one hundredé
"Addictive personality, i turned into a fiend"
"imma die lit cause i have to"
It was snowfall and Reagan gave me the visual
Obama opened his doors knowing I was a criminal
She said she dont suck d***, I called that b**** a cab
not a line but dc:
The bones of the innocent is buckles on they boots
The jail overcrowded, they emptied out the school
See the devil twitchin', ears itchin’ from the truth
Strange fruit, cyanide, soufflé, and soup
It's tasty for a few and murder for the group
These niggas be fallin off everyday like Ace Hood rollie bezel
That whole album was gold
‘68 chevelle dont need no bentley truck or f***ing wraith
Nothing special but the way he said it i felt it too much.