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punchmade dev - cancer patient lyrics

[intro]
(one hunnid+thousand ain’t sh+t to me that’s a lil’ petty bag)

[verse]
one hunnid+thousand ain’t sh+t to me that’s a lil’ petty bag
leave my b+tch to make her beg for me with my lil’ petty ass
i slime my b+tch out everytime my old one make me mad
i been dropping twenty checks a day, i’m tryna pack the stats
i touch a ten ball everyday while sittin’ on my ass
i could be rich for a hunnid’ years just sitting on my stash
a million in the bank, another six hundred+thousand in cash
off my jewelry, i could probably buy a couple of houses with that
for p+ssy, you would probably go and pay a couple thousand for that
to conversate with me, you gotta pay a couple thousand for that
i’m tucked deep in the burbs inside a gate with a house in the back
(the shooting of trayvon martin)
i protect my section you get trayvon martin’d if you got a hood
i jugged a cancer patient then he died i rolled him in my wood
i took his petty ass fundraiser and spent it as i should
revive his ass and jugg him twice, i really wish i could
learn how to scam, i know you wish you could
come try and take a chain, i swear to god i really wish you would
only headshots i hope you duckin’ good
i been slidin’ with exotic dracs it got the russian wood
i got a bank play at 6am i’m getting straight to it
you can’t relate to what i say cause’ i make pape’ music
for a hunnid’ c’s i’d get a opp k!lled, but i don’t put pape’ to it
my shooter need a ++++ i buy it and bring it straight to him

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