I think it's going to go wrong
My buddy, he's burnt out, it's going to be searched
You can't handle it anymore but that's it, the trouble
I didn't make enough money
I'm not Aphex Twin, I'm not affectionate
Like my grandmother, every morning
I have to talk to God
You're not like them, tell me why you talk to them?
And when I had less money, I was better off
You didn't say it but I know it, that's the eyes

I'm not different, I think about it at night
I'm not different, I'm like that guy
You're haughty, we're going to rip your ankle off
We are humble, we know the crisis
Dad plus mom, that's the stories
At six years old, what did you want me to say?
My bro doesn't know all of Van Gogh's paintings
But at least he knows where I can buy a Glock
He knows how to react when it gets hot
We were sad when it wasn't fashionable
In the chop, there will only be two slots
That's good, we're two on the dowry

Boh, boh, boh
I think it's going to go wrong
Ah, ah, ah
I bought a Glock
Aah

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