five grand Cause man, we ballas We don't shop at Family Dollars If your ice is fake? If you ask me for a verse I make my price inflate We still ghetto
time is yours, it's yours VERSE 3 These are my last words, this is my last phrase These are my last thoughts, these are my last days My life's invested
dig it} Chorus Verse 4: Tray Deee Christmas Eve, by the leaves, every 6 with the year Girls and boys full off joy with the season cheer Smell the sky
grand Cause man, we ballas We don't shop at Family Dollars If your ice is fake? If you ask me for a verse I make my price inflate We still ghetto, lookin
The time is yours, it's yours VERSE 3 These are my last words, this is my last phrase These are my last thoughts, these are my last days My life's invested