4LW3$ AL0N3
You know how it goes feeling like your always alone and I aint talking about when you just need someone to bone im talking about when you need someone to hold for your own and hold you at night when you feel alone, someone to pickup the phone at the first ring of the tone cuz when i give her a call she knows im in my zone and when i pull up at her crib I make her scream and moan and most suckas hate the tone of my voice when i spit this foolish flow spitting straight fire leaving these bitch ass motherfuckers burnt to a crisp they all ge pissed when i steal there bitches but these motherfuckers be bitch ass snitches giving away all the info of the games that i play but what he doesnt know is I got some homies in the force so they came to me and tell me from the source cuz when a bitch starts to snitch there live start to go off course
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