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Why me? Why why me?
Why do I up and see my feet?
Am I
But why do my peak look it's out of my reach?
Why I trust what I see?

1]
My just a crime scene
Got the high and the sirens, yeah
My team we buy teams
Talking dirty Check the hygienes
All the dirty get dry cleaned
Talking dirty money, say I'm
All my goons kidnap your offsprings while I was on my golf swing
Oh, dreams, sour nightmares
It's a cold world, I got an ice
No one man should all that power if he can't afford to pay the light bills
I got a forcefield over my
The window seal with no key
I'm popping pills to feel me
Cut off the wings now I'm
And I feel like poor me
I'd feel like the old me
I was with wheels and I roll deep
I make the devil get cold feet
Don't like the clove unless it's leaf
Get a pussy wetter than a coral
On my I tatted me a Fleur de Lis
Should I get it with a coca leaf?
I could tell you better you showed me
I could show you than you told me
I'm an OG up in OT and no sleep till it's roast beef
I not hear a Little Bo-Peep
Better go figure, go deep
no judgement, pass your weed
I'm the nigga, no goatee

Why me? Why why me?
Why do I up and see my feet?
Am I
But why do my peak look like it's out of my
Why can't I trust I see?

2]
Sipping on purple it's herbal
Bad brown bitch, Lisa
On turbo, you don't disturb him
Momma put too much in my Gerber
Damn, I dropped too many ashes in my turban
I done see so titties on Bourbon
Live a different of lifestyle
Different color diamond got a nigga like sherbert
Stepped up to the plate, it out the park
Eat a nigga face tiger shark
Dressed in all red like
My hit your safe like the holocaust
My niggas catch a case, like I got Mossed
My nigga the K just like a (?)
Got a and an agent but I'm the boss
And my heart always racing but never
Hello? I was the illest nigga on support
Now I'm looking at the riot
and looked at the final score
Bedroom got doors
Bitches in and out smiling
children smiling at a carnival
Ain't got nothing in common but the common
Big B's nigga, roll
Hold up, a nigga found the
from the bottom bitch
Never monogamous
Never monotonous
Never been
Money is
had accomplices
Always had
let chopper clip stick out like a bottom lip
You running out of time, so you better what time it is
You running out of tears and you running out of
Young bitch, I die for the logo
Cocaine low, call that a low blow
like Pablo, keys in the rowboat
Tunechi in the yacht though, still showboat
Sipping on the slowpoke, moving like a
Smoking like a steamboat, fucking on a love
Better read the ransom note before you read the love
Don't know if its throat, deep throat or cut throat

Why me? Why why me?
Why do I up and see my feet?
Am I
But why do my peak like it's out of my reach?
Why I trust what I see?

Oh why am I so
Why can't I in my seat?
I'm so
Try me, why do I see these bodies?
Why do I what I see?
Why me? Why why me?
RIP, if you can't live in peace, you can die in
As your eyes close and bleed, I need Vizine