Once upon a time I was walking by self gripping on my Gucci belt. Stoolie had my heart pumping, started getting ugly, night became spooky dont remember nothing.
As I walk through the valley filled with all this rage, around the corner I see some wild boys and they yell at me, I swear they’ll never put hands on me.
I start running getting chased by some bikers, my heart start to melt, the bikers fall off a hill where 2 of them delt, there's one left following me there shouldn't be no issue.
My goon came out the vally to help me it messed with my mentle. He did him quick the cops coming to get you. Can’t let you go cuz to many gone miss you, can’t settle for guilty cuz that's how they get you.
Sirens got close I can't get my friend back, he loaded the kickback and told me to get back, it felt like a movie I still get a flashback.
He told me to go as he emptied the load, shells knock on my door I fall to the floor. Want out of the streets but I keep wanting more.
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