(FrankGotThePack)
People I love, I don't see much
Reaper in my zone where I roam, ease up
Condo full of hitters, bad bitch look like Tilda, but I can cut her off in a minute
I hope that God forgive her, she made some bad decisions just to ride in 'Raris and Benzes
Always just right for you, I'll do that three, four times again
Them nights on side of you, we can't tell God 'bout what we did
You gotta kill to shine, so it's VVSs on my blick
You got to kill to shine
You got to kill to shine
You got to kill to shine
You got to kill to shine
You got to kill to shine
I be goin', have his family begging me to stop
I run it up enough, I'll fake my death just like I'm Pac
I ran into my mama room at night when I heard shots
I was just a kid, I, I was just a kid
Can't change everything, money change something, dog, I clap
I would get my hand dirty, then I'd go right back to touch my crap Giving you my whole story 'cause I'd be dead wrong to give you half
People I love, I don't see much
Reaper in my zone where I roam, ease up
Condo full of hitters, bad bitch look like Tilda, but I can cut her off in a minute
I hope that God forgive her, she made some bad decisions just to ride in 'Raris and Benzes
Always just right for you, I'll do that three, four times again
Them nights on side of you, we can't tell God 'bout what we did
You gotta kill to shine, so it's VVSs on my blick
You got to kill to shine
You got to kill to shine
You got to kill to shine
You got to kill to shine
You got to kill to shine
I be goin', have his family begging me to stop
I run it up enough, I'll fake my death just like I'm Pac
I ran into my mama room at night when I heard shots
I was just a kid, I, I was just a kid
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