It's August 25, 2025, 04:39:30 AM
nice, sick flow
Life ain't nothin' but a game to be playedAs we progress and possess the same aim to be madeWhile maintin' a name, a frame with a shadeThat determines how we're viewed, it's amazingly lameFishin' with your brain cells, don't put doubt in your brainIt takes a certain confidence to go out with a bangWe all want security, to feel comfort in what we doBut most of us fake it while the few keep it trueWe see cars, we want cars, we see hoes, we want hoesWe see everything so glamarous, it's the way it's imposedWhere do we start where do we end, we're just fillin' in the gapsA kid with a toy, or a villain with a gatsurviving with the tools, or killin' with a batWe're simply just products, each individual is that...