Throw dirt on me and grow a wildflower
But it's, "Fuck the world", get a child out her
Yeah, my life a bitch, but you know nothin' 'bout her
Been to hell and back, I can show you vouchers (love)
I'm rolling Sweets, I'm smokin' sour
Married to the game but she broke her vows
That's why my bars ...are full of broken bottles
And my night stands are full of open Bibles
Uh, I think about more than I forget
But I don't go around fire expecting not to sweat
And these niggas know I lay 'em down, make your bed
Bitches try to kick me while I'm down, I'll break your leg
Money outweighin' problems on a triple beam
I'm sticking to the script, you niggas skipping scenes
Uh, be good or be good at it
Fucking right, I've got my gun, semi-Cartermatic
Yeah, put a dick in their mouth, so I guess it's fuck what they say
I'm high as a bitch, up, up and away, man, I'll come down in a couple of days
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