Lyrics

To the crooks in the corner tryna ball for a livin and to the realist who aint got no limits I set it off fool either you're ours or against us we the type avoiding all the scandalous intentions no swag i made a class of my own its 4: 20 nahmean yeah im up in my zone cuz no man decides my fat
Writer(s): Thomas Wesley Pentz Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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