Hey mr. coach, i don't like you
You were the friend that kept me true,
I was on my sway shit
I’m being sarcastic,
And it's 2 clips, i get out to play for
M.e.k. jeans true religion sweater
Cause she's playing both roles like her occupation was dyke, fucking right
Living life all for you just aint true being white dosent change the word to the mike
Take you out kentland and show you a zoo
Doesn't matter if the score is true
For going on being
Don't want to be the king
Its only game plus none of thats true
And the blogger has their reviews in rear view
Nigga, fuck you. yeah, just you
My dreams started coming true
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