Ha Ha Haa Ha Ha Ha HA Ha Ha HaCome on cuz, we almost thereWe almost there cuzGoddamn, where the finish line?(what)(11x)Fuck this shit, I need some cheeseAnd I need the cookie and the nestleIf I have to kill then God bless meAll these pussy motherfuckers, they shouldn't have test meLeft me looking like the villain , I was thinking of endingNobody knew what I was going throughAll these motherfuckers saying what they gonna doBut then again all these motherfuckers ain't trueSo who am I gonna trust, am I going on and bustMyself nigga, damn this shitFuck riding round' nigga, fuck being richI can't take it, the shit to thickAnd it ain't my faultSo I ought to give the motherfucker telling lies to meHey the say, what it's gonna be, but empty pockets all I goddamn seeD-E-F, no ones left, then again, shit no ones rightI'm a kill my damn self the nightI get fear, it ain't my fault he couldn't fightIt ain't like, when I motherfucking die, this whole world gonna fall apartBut it's a race, and I got a bad heartBreath in the mouth, and I got a head startI'm running for nothing, I'm running for nothing (7x)So I'm gonna kill myselfA motherfucker tellin' me what he gonna doWhen I knew the motherfucker wouldn't do shitA nigga tease you, then a nigga leave youCause he heard that the shit done got thick, punk bitchI'm in the mood for cocaineThe only thing I see when a nigga lookCome and get the baking soda, let me split the powder openThen I got this dope when the shit cookWhat it took for me to really understand if it really don't matterWhat the fuck you been throughIf a motherfucker see you doin' better, my nigga I'm here to tell ya'Motherfuckers gonna hate youNot a clue, If I really wanna new motherfucking 22.Two years was that far awayI never would have had a chance and would have killed Pastor Troy on yesterdayHookThis heaven, where the streets of gold, and why the hell is the a/c offWhere the fuck, all the loved ones that I lostFuck this shit, take me to the bossDo you understand the cost, ever paidIn order for me to be here tonightNigga what's up, something ain't rightTell the Lord to turn on the damn lightFeeling like an angel when I take flightShit, as I try I'm on the damn micAll my pounds tune out my damn sightLook, why the fuck I was packed so tightNigga I ain't Mike I'm MicahThink I'm in the wrong spotNot only do I have on black, it's too hotBut why my K motherfucker ain't shotI got those halos, hello, motherfucker shit nigga, I'm talking to youSlap the clip in the tech 22.Let the shit fly going straight throughNow I got a clue, where the fuck I'm atShawty want the tech and a nigga want the budNigga just bleedin', motherfucker out of bloodLooking at me smilin', asking me whatI got cuts, but cuts got downEveryday shit I can't tellWent from dwellin' in hell on earth, now I'm living inhaling hell
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