Night Thoughts Interlude

Drinking
Smoking
Fucking
It's all the same
Somebody give me a fucking a real story

I'm scared of being broke and ending up like my pops
A bunch of my peers went to college and got that scholarship
Scared money don't make money
That's fake money
And hate money gets you 12 years
And that just ain't money
I just want a couple million dollars just flex
On my ex's momma
Just to show her I'm the best
My momma used to ask me, which ones heavier?
The shovel or the pencil?
Well I think both now
Cuz once I'm done writing all these bars
Imma have to burry you fuckas and that's just end of the story



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Writer(s): Kyle Junco
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