.Post outside in a no smoke zone
Got a backpack just to hold my dope
Went up into flames so we could stop the cold
Worry bout shit when it all gets sold
I was 'round five no we didn't have much
Had to move all around all because of dumb luck
Couldn't stay put it was hard making mone.
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