I be through so much but never talk about i had dreams about the devil and Jesus talking to me they telling me im gifted and they give will another chance but if I fuck it up than I’m going back to can know my momma love and the rest the family hate probably cuz they knowing that I’m doing what they can’t wish that they could walk up and that they could be the man but my mind is different we could never be the same ima superhero and the rest ya niggas lames My last bitch say im nonchalant I act like I don’t care Cover my heart with all designer it way to much pain there Love my babymomma but I just keep on staying their it’s fucking up my goals sorry that I be on the road I’m steady trapping money wish girls who use to ask funny but now when I’m asking for it I don’t gotta wait I don’t even gotta take these bitches out on dates people say they love me and I know it’s for the money never thought it make me like this but know I understand jay z and Kanye always up into some shit when u ain’t got a dime you don’t know what’s going on soon as I get some den I was put on
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shorty type live i admit im feeling chick this is it she's the one neo trinity my symphony psychedelic melody's sing with me driving me crazy keep me on my toes nah bro we're not being lazy work for this throw up make it rain I'll even twork for it put on a show for the dough make a living of not living in it so no she's a pro pro pro turn off ill turn you on dare not touch or enter flesh mutual friends no disrespect her dialect intellect diafram Indiana ak Columbiana favorite smell good by Rihanna baby momma wifey type bring her home liked entertainment just for me shake shake it just fantasizing while socializing weed and booze kamikaze light bright chocalaty brown tone heaven sent HELLA body yaauouu
She all up in my cup just to say wassup yeah my baby is the best yeah she better then rest, ass so fat yeah I call that shit a truck, put that shit park so we can get a good fuck, dine time, wine time, fuck it no stress, great sex, good vibes, yea im blessed, soul food, grind time, lay on my chest, beating the pussy uo feel protected wear a vest
Sitting here writing this song Thinking to myself why it's taking so long I got head up in the clouds Imagining my music will hit the audience loud I miss those summer nights With all the people and the beaming lights I'm feeling nostalgic Remembering how the good ol days were so sick.
