COMING TO SOUNDCLOUD LATE PER USUAL
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4 walls kept me sick, kick that cell out bitch
im gon pop myself like fucking buddy did
autopsy found whiskey in my fucking spit
pray this bullet kill me, god forbid
x2
blac…
on my life ts heat
You’re not that guy pal, just like a pimple on the left some…
it's all over the screen
oh woah...