His pockets gone dry from the loans it was given him
The amount of temptation surrounds me in isolation
Never been to the moon this reefer will help you visit
Mother could care less , i never could amount to shit,
He thinks aw, forget it, its so insignificant and little
Higher than the amount of confessions in a confessional
Keep it real as penitentiary steelthis ain't no freestyle battle
Better hope you can handle the amount of beef in ten cattle
He fathers her only kid that's why my homies let him live
Frown and a gun lit is all she could amount to confront with
Tryin have a big amount
Walking on the ground
Rationing the amount of trust i put into people
Inside of me, but the thoughts it tells me are still evil
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