
They say time flies
I don’t think they lied
But inside
Enough of that rhetoric
You mega bitch
Stole from me
When was this
Three days remaining
Pay me
A.I generated
All you have to do is
Is say cheese
What made me
Playing by Dave East
Two fives
Holding a ten spot
Proud ignorance
Has me actively staying out of
Gen pop
Death
It’s only then
My pen stop
Quarter ounces
Quarter pounds
Opened with a quarter key
Four makes it a bill
Talk money until
They bored of me
Tunnel vision
My eyes sore and bleed
Was it an accident
I got involved
With a passive bitch
Moving fast as shit
More disgusted
That I trusted
A caught on camera
What that mean
A bitch who was busted
Getting high
We got two fives
For one dime
No more than two heads
Or none high
Ever smoked a joint outside
Wind blowing all ways
And your mouth dry
Or dropped a blunt
From the fire escape
Happened more than one time
Love life
I had to learn to love mines
One slime…!!!