March
April 2011
Ah im sitting here I don’t wanna give a fuck I can smoke weed and ya all stuck Im sitting in my car with a flat heart And my gun waving outside the window Aw shit’s popping bugz in attendence Bugz
miss ya 2 much my man cant understand ya gone :(
Perhaps I was addicted to the dark side Somewhere inside my childhood I missed my heart die And even though we both came from the same places The money and the fame made us all change places How could
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