My momma told me boy be careful the might kill you kidd, drama life, drug life and never change for this, told my momma don't worry you wouldn't down rich
I spend and share with when my gang and with my family
Now we got two hoes and two hoes gang-bang with blue smoke, gone rich no gone bro chain wine like glow-blow
with my bros and bando's sleeping drinking with band drugs, nightmares no talk ghost's, nightmares and phantoms
purple smoke from my backpack, purple soul yeah i'm bad day, lean on my mouth brah, im feeling down brah
on dat ai ei running so fly, cash money till I die getting problems to a pop yard to the bang, to go yard
I'm down with my squad i'm bout that dope boy, use to be broke boy's, now we sound bo-boy's, love all my home boy's
I LOVE ALL MY HOME BOY'
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