Notes

yea i needed good money flew heh cross the country i aint on not funny stuff nigga hop on yo case do you got my suite case i aint bout to argue wit people wish she would try to play me imma sell her like some toys on a street im not messin with weed man i wish you would flee and dont come up too me imma hit you so hard you gonna be in a car soon as you leave imma go to my place and have a party and there aint gonna be no sorrys and im bout to get some kyries and i shoot you in yo face dont come to my place better tie yo freakin shoe lace yea i leave her alone i like her skin tone ya ball is life i catch a person and take his life bout to teach my cuz to ride and bike man its just so crazy cause life is life and its been so crazy when i grow up imma cop the mersadies cause i get all the ladies and i aint being shady man why you on the floor look at that ugly hore across the street everyday she lookin at me i think im just bout to leave and go buy a christamas tree imma end it right here spitten flames imma do my rap again and again yea i got good friends and we live to the very end and imma put you on insta as the very top trend yeah when i record a fight imma send it to my very best friend her name is niya and she spit straight fire and the thing about her is she aint no lier and we both ride together u play with her you messin with me and that i dont do so u better get on while im trying to make this new song and it might not be super long cause im bout to make my brother a mothers day song everytime my friend do a test its always wrong..