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trash and broken glass how I be in the streets call everyone cousin like their kin to me got enemies but God's always a friend to me still here nt cause I want it's cause I'm meant to be she tried to have my child it wasn't meant to be we wasn't meant to be that chapter's history chilling with my nephews nothing like family camouflage I miss you shout out Miss Tammy I told her that it's paint,but she think it's candy pistols in the cabinet rifles in the pantry Hitch village til I'm dead and I ain't trying to die don't get inside the car if you ain't trying to slide don't pull up you a chair if you ain't getting high I know that you're a jumpoff bitch quit acting shy I ain't moving weight I'm selling bust downs I used to now a days I don't give a fuck now zappdarap this bitch said you ate her out don't want shit known don't fuck with hoes who run their mouth charged it to the game sticks and stones words will never hurt me bitch I'm grown immature hoes got nothing going on ratchet bitches try to break up happy homes got me a good girl that's gone ride nigga I tell her I want fish it get fried nigga remind me of the Lord the way she breaking bread take care of me financially and in the bed fred wessel housing that's my bloodline your DNA consist of feds and one time