freestyle

the guy walks taller a hustler soilder baller like nothing nothing can hold ya or bore ya be he's heart broken rembers the days when used to go out and play thinks I wanna restore ya rolling round the city in his maserati with 300k on his wrist cos hes like women adore ya thinking about his one true love turtle dove he misses her no one cömpares he just looks up at the sky and starts and stares cos no-one care but him and a few of his breatheren it's not fairs