lil wallets "broken freestyle"
I'm sick of being hear with you I'm mad enuff to hit you you just mad cuz you don't got a clue I see yo face turning red you tosting like a peice of bread soon you finna be dead I'm finna shoot you in the head these bullets arnt made of lead this night is finna be bad ayy you probably freaking glad I told you that I'm pretty mad
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I'm sick of being hear with you I'm mad enuff to hit you you just mad cuz you don't got a clue I see yo face turning red you tosting like a peice of bread soon you finna be dead I'm finna shoot you in the head these bullets arnt made of lead this night is finna be bad ayy you probably freaking glad I told you that I'm pretty mad
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