sideshow – 3d printed stick lyrics
take it back, never would, even if i could
and if our bridged got burned, they probably should’ve
my stick 3d printed, molded stock not wooden
on the block pitching work call me bob doc gooden
n+ggas saying that the crime don’t pay, but being broke
having stress on my mind don’t pay
switching my route writing rhymes all day
and my brother’s serving time, he been on my mind all day
thinking bout papa prolly chilling on his lunch break
and my momma call my phone tell her she been on my mind all day
been in the trap five days, i stood in one spot served about a hundred of those things
asked the block for a front on the plate thеn i got my ass the f+ck out the state
chosе my fate through the decisions i made
when i was cutting up back in the days
(back in the days)
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