Week ended, he owe me allowance disrespect, how could i allow it? gun in hand, spot him, i'ma down him heart pounding, hooked, i'm taking downers any love inside me, i'ma drown it you never stood for nothing, you a coward wrong nigga, hope they never find me bet they whole section know about me they don't show no love for out-of-towners still trappin' baggies on the counter shawty want some every time i count it
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