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yall the ones i do this shit for made a name i had to kick in the doorby myself i had to kick in the doorfuck they dont love me no moreda fuck they dont love me no moremade a name i had to kick in the doorwhole city know i kicked in the doorremeber nights i used to sllep on the floorin the kitchen work the pot till im sorein da trap dont speak bout nothin u sorei aint rich but i know i aint poorniggas hatin thats a broke nigga sportwent to sleep had a dream about a porchewoke up rode a bike to the storeif i go broke back to selling that torchturnt da fuck up i stay lit like a torchlate night shootin dice on he prochflip the money i aint commin up shortsummer tim i got it tucked in my shortskeep a hammer like a judge in a courtfuck these niggas my heart coat is up northyoung nigga got alot on my forksmoke so much sometimes it fuck up my thoughts. smokin happysmkin strong like a horse. might just eat the pussy up whenim horse im master yoda the one the force. oh i done found abitch with that torch o hell yeah i fucked that bitch forsome morphine good dope burn your eyes like some chlorine idont care bout no instgram followers From Letras Mania