Sick, spit a pandemic, crack and cancer mixed with cannabis
People always told me its a gift from up above
But now i’m ok, i got my shit together
I'm above anyone else ima stellar
I ain't used to it, she got that hot love
Admit that you deny the one above,
Cause i walk around with pockets that are bigger than my bus
I write it like i was given this gift from up above
We writing about love for our nigga above
Together all the timethought it was true love
Is all of the above
Got that deep love
But thanks to the heaven above,
Don’t you be holding back, your love
Always knew where the pot was
Turned to be wheat mystics left above
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