[Listen if this news is bad… no no listen to me… if its bad, just know that you’ll be taken care of
Oh.. great]
You can charge it to the game…
…Charge it to the game if that’s how you tryina’ play
Lemme hit it on the plate before I fall into place
If you made me meditate I might break…
Body wanna gestate I might shake and I…
Got a hole in my soul that I’m tryina’ weigh
…Stupid f#ck I’m boutta run away
Got addicted to the sh#t that I’m tryina’ sell…
Took a shot and wiped the blood with a Cottonelle
Yo, I f#ckin broke into pieces, and I
Got another in my heart I put em next to jesus
…p#ss# who the f#ck is you tryina’ save
I ride a wave and make em pave where my body grave
But I think its no better for…
Im not ready to leave
You never knew where I was just where my body lay
Took a shot and felt better where I woulda stayed
Used to move pizzys but I’m used to workin’ fetty weight, testin’ fate when I whip it on a betty wait…
…What am I tryina’ get across and
The f#ck it gonna cost for the soul that I accost
It’s a setup yes the feds could get wet up but I ain’t tryina’ loose you to the f#ck sh#t I get up and I’m
Not ready to leave but I’m supposed to
Wish I lost my memories instead of goin postal
Did so many whippets I can taste it
…a small part of me is dead so I erase it
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