summrs - my diary lyrics
[from snippet]
walk by lit, wrist so sick make him sick, you know how i get, yeah
i tuck my sh_t, i do my sh_t in this b_tch cause it’s makin’ me rich, yeah
just check the statistics
free my dogs outta prison, we outta the trenches, yeah
i’m going balenci, i remember when i wasn’t lit she wouldn’t give me her digits, yeah
i’m sippin’ on drank, mix it up with tris got me [?] like the pistons, yeah
my grandmother died, god bless her soul, just the thought of that makes me sick, yeah
double r, bird business, pmo business, [?], brrrrrrr
who my n_ggas dressed in all black
if they forget thеy mask ima tell they ass [?] a hat
i’m in an s_class, you can reclinе the seats back, came a long way from a hatchback
my brudda in the backfield where they throwin’ bullets at they ass like a quarterback
hop on the mic, i treat this sh_t like my diary
mama i’m sorry, i’ll make it up with a ‘rari
wish i could be there for mari
i’m in the black truck, black truck, ski masked up with a arski
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