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souncloud: spotify: inst: lyrics: No matter how bad it is, in the end it is customary to eat dessert Tryna make me sad boy, oh, she get response, fuck, she want stay low I don't wanna talk with the family, Imma alone, bitch All is goin' down 'cause on the bottom all is soft, bitch You can never kill my fuckin' self and I'm so old, bitch I don't wanna live in the life where all is dope, shit Yeah, where all is dope, shit 98 years old, oh shit, 98 years old, oh shit Yeah, 98 years old, oh shit, years old, oh shit All my life Imma keep it real, Imma devil Tryna talk round me, man, Imma saw it Maybe I'll never see how my mother bringing me a lot of carrots 1974 Is the best year, ohh, I appreciate it Thank you Yeah, I'm from hell, I'm not from Russia All these bitches take a pills when I gonna rush it Fuck the president who's wanna make me dead-man Oh, bad boy, don't do that, bitch, bad boy, please, don't do that When my cousin be 18 I'll be dead, maybe not, maybe yeah Shit, I wanna raise my son so strong, I know how it hard, bitch I buried my homies who's take dope fuckin' always They don't want be in police, fuck, maybe I'm the last one She think I'm in past one I started smoke when I was 5 Don't think about happiness, think about life
