Lyrics:
If you've got the money
I think it would be funny ah ah oh
To take your girl and spend a bit of your cash for me
Cos' then she might be happy
No
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life is a mystery
This could be then end of all history
But wait the sun rises in the east
And the world still spins three hundred and sixty degrees
double it
Add the craze, now they lovin it, no need to cover it
Let it shine, like the sun do
Now who reflect like us? None do
But still come
a marriage barely hanging on by a rope
The college kid who lost their life to an overdose
The rich & famous who still feel rejected & broke
These are
your girl? Why she all up in my face
Here's a listerine, man
I pity the fool no Mr. T
I can read you like a book no mystery
Say less I already know she
A ship is setting course to sea
She's carried by the wind
A voyage unto mystery
Once harbour lights have dimmed
A valiant toy of the waves
A ship is setting course to sea
She's carried by the wind
A voyage unto mystery
Once harbour lights have dimmed
A valiant toy of the waves
my girl like
"Look at me now"
I'm lovin it, me and my stubborn dick
These luxuries of a beer
And seat sit comfortably
While she sips on the bubbly
depict in their gangsta fairy tales
Like instigators that don't start shit
I better connected than apartments multiplied by condominiums
My lyrics be that
I'm layin' in bed with the problems I made
We can go out and get paid
This is the life that I made
Crooked smiles turnin' straight
All that lovin' turn
lot of pussy, ha-havin lot of beefs
My attention, focused on women, focused on winnin
So a nigga never slackin like, hustlin
Still makin nuthn out
If I terminate myself
Will I drop down into hell
Will I finally get return of the love I always felt
For you
And the hate I still feel
For me
Cuz
wrong
Use your inside voice
That's what's gonna
Keep this going strong
I been broken
By the chitter chatter
Niggas talkin like they know me
But me I know
been turned to what is now seen undiscerned
I envision watching me lovin a thot calling me a cop
Telling me to stop
Cause she said I'm mad aggressive
So
She said I had enough
I only think of you for fuckin' me up
You only come around here causing problems when you're down on your luck
How many times I
I like money in my hands, I like smokin' by the gram
Mushroom, acetans, pounds a tree, plastic bag
DMT, high demand, I need millions for my clan
Like
hate lovin' people forever when they temporary
Sometimes I hate my baby mom but that feelin' varies Then I remember when she said we was gettin' married
I pay the high for my drink and I'm okay with that
Sittin' onna lil tss, but this shit baby racks Bitches dumb, I whip this bitch out and she
Gon'
forget it
Left the pool yesterday still dripping
Slim bitch so you know I still tip her
Grim shit she be calling me the reaper
All star status middle
still grinding
A mastermind
With these rhymes and I
I spend my time in (my time)
All kind of different places
Sometimes I gotta check the map
For
role
I'll never understand these hoes
Lovin' niggas with no goals
You should know by now everything that glitters ain't gold
I'm a cool dude with
still grinding
A mastermind
With these rhymes and I
I spend my time in (my time)
All kind of different places
Sometimes I gotta check the map
For
still grinding
A mastermind
With these rhymes and I
I spend my time in (my time)
All kind of different places
Sometimes I gotta check the map
For
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