streets tripping
finna take off like a rocket money in my pocket money so big I Almost dropped it told my girl I'm Sorry and I'm Buying her a rarri love ain't the same no more sence people start killing each other we suppose to be sisters and brothers I'm just tryna take care of my mother and my baby brother and my and my sister my Other Brother from Another mother pray to God that I see my brother we barely see Each other
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finna take off like a rocket money in my pocket money so big I Almost dropped it told my girl I'm Sorry and I'm Buying her a rarri love ain't the same no more sence people start killing each other we suppose to be sisters and brothers I'm just tryna take care of my mother and my baby brother and my and my sister my Other Brother from Another mother pray to God that I see my brother we barely see Each other
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