Back In The Day (01:56:02)

I can’t fuck wit to many barley even fuckin wit myself I don’t understand the medias intentions barley help… Why she say she for me when she know that I don’t care , I really don’t care Suicidal scriptures tht was written in the mail, I talk tht stupid shit because I’m dyin by myself,, when I’m dead and gone feel my casket up wit shells ,,you talkin like you know me where was you at when I touched bail ,, it’s basic as it gets I ain’t have a plack up on my shelf ,,now I’m making money they gone kiss and they gone tell ,,baby momma trippin cause I made it causing hell,,I’m to official for speakin leave tht shit there to da left,, you think you really wit it ima show you how it feels,, diamonds on my grill .pink to be forreal,, I came up off nothin I was broke tryna prevail,,now I got some M’s,,I ain’t stoppin till I’m killed ,,bitch i get you ,,,murder weapon yeah for real,,say bruh grab yo steal,,shoot so you can kill,, I’m pulling off in foreigns ,,, know the lot just like a deal,,,bitch you don’t know my pain I was struggling makin sales ,,, taking care of my son i ain’t cappin I’m forreal,,,tht 30 hit yo grill ,,knock you down forsho ,,bitches really grimy they gone try to steal yo shows 7.622’s on the bottom when it’s folds ain’t fuckin wit fans im to rich im tryna chill,,,diamonds in a bezel lemme show you how it feels,,, to make some bread forreal,,,You a flonkey thts on trill ,,,I was scamming when I was 4 ,,,how da fuck you really feel,,, putting time and effort