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I came a long way from starch When I'm in the back of the that Rolls Royce truck I feel like I'm on Mars (Yeah) (808 Mafia) Hop on the jet to repent my sins (Woah) I just went Baguette-etty on the skin (Woah) Sippin on [?] in front of events (Yeah) Still got my love locked in the pen (Woah) Takin' the Tris got me [?] I fell in love with Percocet 10s Fuckin' his daughter I might get lit (Oh, yeah) Feed the caucasian bitch to my clique (Yeah) He left his opp on the curb, now they trying to plead his sanity (Plead his sanity) Tryna keep the best I can, see my family happy but they mad at me (Yeah, they mad) Sometimes I laugh, sometimes I cry Chasing this moment of clarity (Woah) So many things running through my mind, wondering why the lord ain't bury me Came a long way from starch (I Came a long way from starch) I pour a four in the styrofoam when I feel parched (I pour a four in the styrofoam, on god, yeah) When in the back of that Rolls Royce truck I feel like I'm on Mars (It feel like Mars) Guess I found love in the dark, yeah (I found love) (Goat) I let my heart get scarred Now I got to keep my pride on charge (I do) Letras de cancionesEgotistic, no I don't listen (No) Stayed in the kitchen, Glock in my [?] (Yeah) Come out the trenches, I gotta pimp a teacher (Talm 'bout) Js and prostitutes walking down [?] (Talm 'bout) Got a lil rust down the side of that hammer Gotta keep the killers wherever I'm steppin' (Woo) They left a [?] in [?] Maison Margiela's on the top of my sandals (Maison Margiela) [?] hair with Gucci bandana (Gucci bandana) Pourin' up syrup and a Pineapple Fanta (Pourin' up syrup) My brother made it now he running Atlanta (True) Hand me that 'caine and I never budge I never smile when you Google my mug (I never smile) Better wear shoes when you walk on these rugs Momma selling pussy whilst my daddy sells drugs (True story) Suspended from school, got up all of them paper (True Story) Product of murders and roaches and crates Catch me, I wish, I am walking with Apes Forged his signature now he got [?] Came out the apartment from minimum wage (Minimum wage) Tryna dodge demons, the [?] Tears in my eyes from feeling this pain I look the the sky (To the sky) Drugs [?] Hop on the jet to repent my sins I just went Baguette-etty on the skin Sippin on [?] in front of events Still got my love locked in the pen Takin' the Tris got me [?] I fell in love with Percocet 10s Fuckin' his daughter I might get lit Feed the caucasian bitch to my clique He left his opp on the curb, now they trying to plead his sanity Tryna [?] the best I can, see my family happy but they mad at me Sometimes I laugh, sometimes I cry Chasing this moment of clarity So many things running through my mind, wondering why the lord ain't bury me I came a long way from starch Guess I found love in the dark From Letras Mania