I'd rather you tell me to hit you later
// [everybody wants you, player]
Mater dei! wants to be hard, but wears tartan
She vying for number one, tryna be number one
If he wants to kill himself,
To heaven's door -- shed so many tears
Just to be around you is a blessing
Now the family just wants answers. heart melting
Give us this day, our daily bread
Wants you around trynna to get
Selling us our own chains. confuse our wants with our needs,
I cop weed for less of a percentage than i fucking plot seeds
Don't fuck around and make it true
They're gonna say no one wants you
// [everybody wants you, player]
My pockets got paper on paper
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