Tryin to get a motherfucker to telland couldn't nobody diss my nigga
So i pray to those pastors who crackers, but all the think of me is i'm a
My shit is full of it spending money ten dollars a dime
Art design, archin' mine, fresno to clarke i'm fine
But y'all already know,money is root of evil
I coulda swore i was driving pretty peaceful
Fuck me the monster said, somehow the monster's dead
In a room full of people so much is being said,
Forever i ain't run yet and i never will
No heart, just a mind full of pure evil
Eight months ago i was falling for her/she was a beautiful girl
She's dancing out on the floor, come on baby give me a twirl
Roll you up and let it run through my veins
Yo my bitch is a good girl, she makes no mistakes
That girl is beautiful/wishing she was me/
But if you took a second mr. mirror, you would see
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