Baby girl got the best of me,
It ain't hard to make money
I vent my dreams cause the pens intense to me
Call me lazy, i ain't your baby
Seven years old in my heart, so i'm stayin' gold
My dreams of being something were put on hold.
- or i'mma fuckin' put this gun in your fuckin' head
I have a pocket full of dreams, but not the jeans yet
Gotta go, let her leave
Dreams of the world, diamonds rubies
I can't take the pain and sorrow of losing my baby girl.
Wait, i heard about you from that other nigga earl
Sold my soul to the devil and now all dreams are achievable
Don't fuck around and make it truemy adversaries crumble
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