props n gander

Since i fell from heaven, hell's all I know, and it's a fire that burns in my soul, making me cold but helping me grow, it takes pressure to build a diamond, as we know the higher the mountain the more to climb it, all my foes plotted and planned but i survived it, in my heart where all of this live shit deriveded,the places i resided built me up for a come-up, plus i was brung up, to keep my hands, guns, and funds up, dont talk to cops, keep a eye on my niggas,and always pack and when i draw make sure to pull to pull the trigger, dont get involved if all the risks outweigh the figures, do all bitches dirty then just blame it on the liquor...