Wednesday, November 4, 2009

Random Bars - If u read close u may get some insight of the man

my mind is arrested by notions of making money my sentence sure to be boss from 30 to life
as i go through the motions i get closer one yard
at a tym in the horizon i scopes it goyard luggage and coastlines is my backyards
well hell im out on the grind but only time will tell
i stays plottin all good so far my bullshit sells
yung dreamer my coins is already n the wishin well
my chins to the sky shottin star wont miss me damn i kno the say this shit bees the route to hell
but fuck it it aint a thing we'll cross that bridge wen we gets there lets jus hope the waters aint swell

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