Up all night with college hoes, edibles and bong hits
At the end of a day all i do is hang in the balance
If i see it how he seen it, that would make my parents happy
Cause without balance there's no way this wine can sit in my challis
Cause youse a down ass bitch, and i ain't mad at cha
Not talking bout hova keep balance like you supposed ta
That i'mma pay for with dimes, nickels and quarters and shit
A prophet of catastrophic, balance between nonsense and logic
It's obvious that i learn to balance the negative and positive
It's fucking immaculate, the way your daughter smacking dicks
My bitches bad, these niggas mad, i guess it's just what the fame brings
Of gold wont really make it bold, even if u held it wif balance,
These hoes ain't checking for no nigga with no vehicle
Keep ying and the yang in balance so im bringing a pistol
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