Got a nice bottle that drip
Shorty not taking my shit
Shit, I'm just kicking the can
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Fair is on, fair is gone
Never cared 'cause I'm always gone
Shed a tear for the kids
Suicide's how they live, okay
Ain't no way that it can fix itself
Fuck them n***as that picked it through
Played it back and twist it slow
Try to duck and I drift alone
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Never told, they ain't make it home
Privileged dividends cripple in my
Take a saint just to paint it gold
Turn it grey, set it straight
Pearly gates, never late
Anyway anyway
Anyway anyway
Turn it grey, bake a cake
Till my shorty find a better
Till my shorty find a better mate
Anyway anyway