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Grandoise
- 0:22
- Success comes in different ways /cant you see im just living proof
- dreams of makin money /cause my momma worryin bout these bill just isnt cute
- do it cause i can not worried i aint got shit to lose
- i got everythang to gain/ ill be damned if i let everything remain the same
- so many hoes lifes comes and we pick and choose
- got important shit on my mind cant dwell on my fucking pain
- but never let that happen, dont fuck around and yall gettin scorched
- momma told me never let no man punk you, so i always swing first
- new drugs got kids whillin someone speadial a nurse
- she down/ oh he down /to pop molley of course
- life is just a gamble /throw the dice see where it takes you
- never let the talk get to you and it'll seem impossible to break you
- grew up kinda dumb, with no class no dont expect a please or thank you
- been with so many thots man i can never stay faithful
- life cannot be mastered or will I get my masters
- but all i know is i will never be accepted for standord
- so many question that will simply go unanswered
- my dna gave her a facial see thats a natural disaster
- oh boy better raise your standards/ see you aint even gottta choice
- feels like manifest destiny cause this shit doesnt happen by choice
- stay humble let my success be my noise
- seems like the leaste that know you are the ones who constantly stay talkin
- cause a situation where a critic addresses me directly really dont come often
- follow and they lost em/ pussy like lastname johson
- pick your poison so your death isnt so sockin
- thick red bone bitch see thats my pocahontas
- In the Real World we just people with ideas
- Tryin to get our name out, hopin they might hear us.
- Fans all in the stands, hopin they might cheer us
- Competition in the way, knowin damn right they fear us
- Now listen, as this story I tell you is so true
- Cause I lived that shit through a first person view
- Heart empty starin down the barrel of the .22
- Then my heart told me this world would be missing you
- awake in a nightmare of evident sin
- Tried finding god but I guess I called the wrong residence
- now I sanctify myself trough a pipe where pot resin is
- Now my relatives so disappointed and its so evident
- Dixie cups of semen for the hoes that's always thirsting
- And ya mamma won't play this cause I'm always cursing
- If ya asked for my autograph I'd probably draw my dick in cursive
- Fuck religion I'm the reason Mary's no longer virgin.
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