me
Okay what you talk about
No way
Everything was good just yesterday
Living in a world with hate
Take your fate
Somedays I just wanna lose my mind in many
Fear ain't nothing for me
Cadillac sitting on 84s
Candy paint dripping
Looking like your wet wet draws
Smoking on the refa
No I'm not khalifa
I'm Texas trill
Keep it real
Thank God for pimp c
I come from murda worth
South side thats the soul in me
No way out till the death of me
Please God save me
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