hope less
• Written by angerdetroiter
i need to job dont want work off these fat
slobs i need me a motherfucking
job don't want to get shot from working off
the block my life is at the tick of
the tock because my family just mocks me
just a fat boy running from the
cops in running at my top speed i feel the
heat from the back of me the key
to success put out these threats these are
the steps to your death watch
your breath it can put you in the cells with
the feds or sell meds looking at
my homie dead from xanax that's the rap
to the petal to the max i get paid
them my family takes what i just made
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angerdetroiter
Member since May 23 2016