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Jason Michael Robinson
Jason Michael Robinson
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Kill yaself We on these drugs don't give a fuck We on these drugs don't give a fuck We on these drugs don't give a fuck We on these drugs don't give a fuck Niggas like me we shoulda died at 21 We on these drugs Niggas like me we shoulda died at 21 We on these drugs Kill yaself Money and wi-fi Money and wi-fi Money and wi-fi Money and wi-fi Money and wi-fi Money and wi-fi Money and wi-fi money I'm moving slow like I'm driving Miss Daisy I'm faded pull up to that bitch like I made it Stripper and tipper come daily You know that the prices went down You can fuck for an 8th I do not listen to nobody that be in churches Bitch I just wan' do you a favor Stop paying tithes cuz' yo pastor is balling and threw a whole rack on some bitches in Vegas Why is it niggas way blacker than me and they still pray to Jesus I do not believe it Why you don't know bout your history They just want money and drugs and yo kids in the nba Nobody cares if you armed in the forces wit guns When your ancestors did all the dirty work Why would I fight for the side that brought genocide Raping and murder then history repeats itself then it happens to yo children Know if you work for the monster you became the monster We don't give fuck about roots no more We just want trees and some gucci some internet usually You got cho kids in the school you on drugs You let cho enemies teach em shit you on drugs They away from yo ass for 8 hrs a day Then come back either transgender, gay or a lesbian Hospitals, medicine, president, government drugs Holidays celebrated you on drugs I am no hypocrite shit I just hit the shit I am on dope and I'm fucking you up What are you leaving behind when you die Either helping or hurting or falling in line Money the drug and yo ego's the dealer and hell is on earth so let's set it on fire No popeye's no bank no internet No wi-fi, no blacks no cigarettes No cell phone, no maps no apps nigga Hot spot hot food rob em' if you have to We on the verge of a purge if it's murder shit we should be used to it They'll call it Lucifer Nobody's coming to save yo ass Get choo a baptist a catholic It still ain't no rapture we after that Money and wi-fi Money and wi-fi Money and wi-fi Money and wi-fi Money and wi-fi Money and wi-fi Money and Kill yaself Birth control drugs Tv is drugs Slavery movies are fucked up Every single news channel drugs Fast food drugs I am on a 5 dollar box fuck Baby wita cell phone man what the hell wrong witchoo? Radiation drug got us fucked up If I cured a nigga wit some aids they'll kill me too Wonder why they had to pull the plug on em We just buying diamonds and cars we are not a threat Think like me probably stay in a lot of debt Betta yet probably get a death threat You gon' get a call saying sorry for the loss of your relative Hollywood drug Nice to know liposuc hyping you up Surgery curving you You got the nerve to say be yourself This how we see ourselves Like I said, I am no hypocrite Still on this dope and shit Lsd Ketamine Probably got fentanyl on everything Celebrity Fame is a drug That is where cocaine meet most of em Red carpet soaking in blood We be hoping for Money and wi-fi Money and wi-fi Money and wi-fi Money and wi-fi Money and wi-fi Money and wi-fi Money and wi-fi Kill yaself We on these drugs don't give a fuck We on these drugs don't give a fuck We on these drugs don't give a fuck We on these drugs kill yaself Niggas like me we shoulda died at 21 We on these drugs Niggas like me we shoulda died at 21 We on these drugs Kill yaself
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