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Cesar Guerrero
I remember back in school, I was tryna sell a sack
Flip a pack, get a bag, sell that bag Get another bag, making momma mad
Making grandma cry, tryna be a man Tryna be my dad, but I never found him
That is sad, I am glad, can't be mad Came out fine, look at me
Actually, you're sad as fuck, bro, stop acting Always sad, fuck the dad, never really understand
Was I even fuckin' planned
Fuck your plans, I'm the one who makes the plans
Now, I'm too fuckin' broke, ain't no fuckin' joke
Always gotta work, like I got no work Always insecure, never feel secure
Give me hug that filled with drugs, Tommy keep it tucked
Bitches gotta duck, I just used up all my luck
And I'm still using more