Freestyle ediction, People's addicted to this crime conviction A crime conflicted The Hard Life Living Convention Hard life living Now picture this, not living at all Small time people see life through the eyes of those who ball Through the eyes of those who call quits Wish I had that much confidence that I can forget about all other shit All other shit not needed Conceded folks joke and they denote materials and wonder why they never succeeded For my to plead my case Waste time, the mind ain't a terrible thing to waste Description, my taste, the mind ain't a terrible thing at all Forsaken, a lot of folks living like the world is too small The worlds of us all The girls that blush and bloods rush and love stops We cop out to lust and blood clots Get my drift...Birth sign: Leo
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