LYRIC
Like you if your soul want me dead
Ignore the signs in my face i pray to god never [?] And everybody that surround me watch me run up my check
And let me blow it at the same time they help me with it
She like, money coming I can find another
I know thats what your brain thought
As I said in prison say fuck my niggas i ain't blame ya
[?] You speak on me I shame ya
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