Yall can take my post down but I'm still gonna get even with the motherfukkers that scammed me though.
Another loss. I got scammed out of 405 dollars for weed. Somehow I always seem to fukk myself over. Stupid me. I'm calm but angry as hell at myself and the piece of shyt that robbed me.
You a lame
And your bytch break down my weed sometimes
See my face in the streets, in the tweets
And a Reader or a RedEye if you read Sun-Times
She got blisters on her knees, she's a fiend for the D
Even though I only beat one time
One time, it was one two times
It was two plus me equals threesome time
Shouts out to Nate, I jackball and I bop, I flex
Got neck from all of these thots I sex
Rastafari them shottas, yes
House safari, mi casa, yes
Poppy fields of that popeye
She came to party, she popped a Molly
Said, "Come to Papa", she said, "Papa, yes
I got that mmm, mmm, I got that goddamn
I'm your pusha man, I'm your, I'm your pusha man
Pimp slappin', toe taggin', I'm just tryna fight the man
I'm your pusha man, I'm your, I'm your pusha man
Yeah I'm high, smoking heavy till I die
With a bad bytch beside, she addicted to my life
She ain't my wife, she just one night
I just fukk her, let you love her
Smash and pass her to my brother
There will never be another
In my city ain't no games, we learn your name
And where you went to school at, and where you used to hang
And when I run across ya is where I'm going to drop ya
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