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Public opinion Fuck dat Nigga We winning Don't need your advice Cuz n dis world we all fucking Sinning Yea Rack on da tennis My mother left N she took all my feelings Yea so fuck your opinion Bitch Do you kno real feeling Do you kno the real feeling Stuck n the hood N you see all the killing Your mother get high N you got the work nigga You gotta supply Or Just do the right thing Get her some help nigga Don't help her get high Cuz niggas be trifling Just care for they self Niggas don't care bout nobody Shit crazy how the mf money make a Nigga so mf selfish You kno ... Like me Nigga's ant tell me go to school They love wen I trap P I was m&j Wit some China white Dope in my jeans 13 Teen I was serving hella Finns Ant have no kid life Fucking bitch like 30 wen I was just 13 I seen the whole thing Brothers they killing each other for Nothing You don't kno nothing It's fuck your opinion Don't tell me bout nothing Public opinion Fuck dat Nigga We winning Don't need your advice Cuz n dis world we all fucking Sinning Yea Rack on da tennis My mother left N she took all my feelings Yea so fuck your opinion Bitch Do you kno real feeling Do you kno the real feeling Public opinion Fuck dat Nigga We winning Don't need your advice Cuz n dis world we all fucking Sinning Yea Rack on da tennis My mother left N she took all my feelings Yea so fuck your opinion Bitch Do you kno real feeling Do you kno the real feeling Shootaa Huhh They know it's the young nigga Shootaa I'm smelling like gas When I walk in The building Huh And I stay wit the Nina I'm 30 toting ain't no point To keep trynna conceal It Huh Hold up Bad bitty and she got me stuck up in My mother fuckin feelings Huh Keep on callin and texting my Mother fucking phone But She know I don't wanna hear it Bitch I'm on the race to the mother Fuckin money you better get it the Spirit Let me know if you up on the team I can show you some shit you never Seen Coolin wit some niggas That came Wit the beam Play with me and you know They Clearing the scene Cuz they goin pull up And shoot it for me Coolin wit some niggas that's Shooting for free Huh Yea Public opinion Fuck dat Nigga We winning Don't need your advice Cuz n dis world we all fucking Sinning Yea Rack on da tennis My mother left N she took all my feelings Yea so fuck your opinion Bitch Do you kno real feeling Do you kno the real feeling Yea Public opinion Fuck dat Nigga We winning Don't need your advice Cuz n dis world we all fucking Sinning Yea Rack on da tennis My mother left N she took all my feelings Yea so fuck your opinion Bitch Do you kno real feeling Do you kno the real feeling
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