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I'm troublesome Phone rings, I make the runner run Keep it dalmatian with my dargy, that's that 101 G-code, nothing less, whoever's coming come Get ills and get more and put your trust in none The baby mom's a jezzy but he loves his son And bro don't get money but he buss his gun Sometimes I wonder what we must have done To deserve this, living with some curses These guys buy gold rings, gold chains and some Germans We're all plagued by poverty and broken by authority Tryna find the urges to risk it all so if I get a L it was on purpose But that can't be my purpose Sitting in the Bailey, staring at my lady Guilty was the verdict, shit I just hope it's worth it Hungry and determined, certified and certain Yeah I'm on my own road, I just took a little diversion Cause this my own path, I know pain, I know graft I know trouble, shit we go back the furthest It's hot on my block, check the thermos Twelve lurking, my young boy's lurking Putting work in with the wetters, shit he's reckless Free Chucky, free Nutty, shit's reckless Free Money, free Slewy, shit's endless I miss the six for fifty one extras Troublesome, find us where you left us, f*ck questions In the gutter son, drink until we're legless
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