Group Home Graduates by Fiend
This for my group home graduates
Just miss the great, they mad at us
Prosperity marry me, know we all after this
Dream on, imagine this
Cause poverty was vivid, with them drunk pelicans fly
I cant be
J after I means bindess,
Live with the case that your life is create sentence
Repentance, even on twitter be a nobody mention
See american gangster they living they own editions
The strip like gaza, it got the kid whip rocket launchers in they locker
Father took off a lock up, while she bring, she a knock up
Her boyfriend choppin rocks up
Its a on going saga, its one in every fam like a corn on every rasta
Getting to the green like a raster
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