dirty double cup
Dawg I'm tired fr I might resort to deals then Maybe everything will be good, chasing thrills, though they say nicotine kills I feel the weed making my lungs real heavy, Really I thought I was ready, for me life is like a big ass confetti, hanging on a String till a heavy blow makes me explode, now yo son won't grow up to be old, don't approach me with all that hoeness, I might break my phone & leave me phoneless, but Im sorry for the homeless, aint got a dollar to spare, not like anyone would care They see me as a threat, strange, mysterious, but maybe that's why they're fearing it, drop it & now I'm gearing it, really just ran out of energy, feels like my favorite people left me, & you probably don't understand what im about to say homie, catching a boy & Giving him a headache, fuck dude shouldn't be talking shit he crazy, he didn't fuck with his niggas, he fucked with ladies, this what happens when you get set up, make they family so stressed they throw up, but only reason I'm chilling is a dirty double cup dirty double cup dirty double cup but now all these bitches looking like sluts some of em be pregnant expanding gut but with my abilities its like I got luck opps make me stressed, gonna blow em up
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