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my goal is to become cute enough that i ruin lives
With the Sun in my eyes and my gun on my hip
Paranoia on my mind, got my mind on the fritz
But alotta niggas dyin’, so my 9 wit the shits…
Nobody thirst after me and I’m ok with that.