Whoa, whoa
Whoa, whoa What the plurrr is this, YO!
They say I'm 730, say I spaz out FB is ill, she'll wild out Can y'all feel my pain? I can't let it slide How could I smile when I'm hurtin' so bad inside?
Yo how can we start this My life is thorough never heartless I laid it down from the Gate to the St Louis arches From the windy city to the streets in Cali To them streets in Houston My niggas always boostin' Some bitches always holla How they don't spend a dolla
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