Yeah, missed my shot, still shooting, woo
Reload the Glock, shoot for you
No look and stop, I'm living proof
Yeah, no number two
Baby keep me rock hard, stay silent, yeah
Can't play no games with you like solitaire
They taste that fam shit, I'm outta here
Yeah, make it clear
Yeah, beat the odds, you know I did
Yeah, I'm fucked up here
Yeah, part to blame
Yeah, hard to deal with
Yeah, hard to save
Fair form a stain
Angel, I'm a sinner
Hell on earth we walking
Summer feel like winter
Somehow we still winning
2000 on dinner
1.5 on dinner
Money, I keep spending
Yeah, it's never ending
Can't please everybody
But fuck how I'm feeling
Even if I'm full, they forget it
So if they get sneaky, they can get it
I might forgive it, but I won't forget it
And they pathetic, and I can't sweat it
And get to me, no I can't let it
I guess it's justice, it's poetic
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