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XO Til' We Overdose

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"If Heaven’s a ghetto, I want to live in the suburbs Where the two-way streets have lovebirds I’m minimizing my cuss words No absurd, crip in the blood work or knowing how a gun work Drugs church, surrounded by my upbringing Pops ain’t the one providing, at six I’m up singing This is my the contribution of what’s bringing the luck Of the child in the truck when he shows up breathing They never heard of heat when he used to speak Or exquisite, no requisite for appetite Spit like an athlete, produce like an apple tree And it’s bastard to be casket-free Fuck roses, when I die I want a photo shoot That lasting greatness you’ll document, I’m opulent Yeah the opposite gon’ cop a sit, sick while I drop a shit I’m out this bitch, nigga, I’m calculate”

"If Heaven’s a ghetto, I want to live in the suburbs
Where the two-way streets have lovebirds
I’m minimizing my cuss words
No absurd, crip in the blood work or knowing how a gun work
Drugs church, surrounded by my upbringing
Pops ain’t the one providing, at six I’m up singing
This is my the contribution of what’s bringing the luck
Of the child in the truck when he shows up breathing
They never heard of heat when he used to speak
Or exquisite, no requisite for appetite
Spit like an athlete, produce like an apple tree
And it’s bastard to be casket-free
Fuck roses, when I die I want a photo shoot
That lasting greatness you’ll document, I’m opulent
Yeah the opposite gon’ cop a sit, sick while I drop a shit
I’m out this bitch, nigga, I’m calculate”