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Raised by game where niggas ain't phased by fame
Come to the crib, get banged, they take your chain.
Stay in your lane, Brokeback ain't the way of the game
My brainstorm is like I stay in the rain
My favorite was Kane, now I'm dope with weight in the game
You was hot but can't stay in the flame
Ghetto pain and windows crack, the fist is like a symbol for black
Can tell the real by how the real interact
In the middle of whack my soul sticks to a track
Kickback records get kicked to the back
I want big cribs and my man Ronnie to get his
Child in a good school and know what her gift is
It's global warming, the world is shifting
Watching Sweet Sixteen, Bitchin-ass rich kids
You don't know it like you gotta go the distance
Whether yoga or doja, we all get lifted in the Game

vois leikkaa taas siiliks ku hiukset alkaa taas kasvaa :D

Hei .! eks vittu ihmine saa leikkaa sen hiuksii lol ne kasvaa vittu kuitenki takas ja leikkasin sen takia
1. kesäks siili ei jaksais pitkää lettii
2. ja kasvatan sen uusiks sit teen paljon siistimmän irokeesin
sow if u dont like my hair style then suck my dick .!

Sain vippiiii kiitos sille joka tilas mullle kiitti lahjast brotha <33 ;D

My cousin died
So I'm under the belief it's partly my fault
Close my eyes and squeeze, try to block that thought
Place any burden on me, but please, not that lord
Time don't go back, it go forward
Can't run from the pain, go towards it
Some things can't be explained, what caused it?
Such a beautiful soul, so pure, shit
Gonna see you again, I'm sure of it
That time, little man I'm nauseous