All these tunes and fans is all i thought about.
Smoking haze all over town like it's allowed
While his fiends for cream well exceeded the dream she once lived for
Thats why every single day i think about that very corner
So i think about the future with dreams that i can touch,
I'm at morgan, howard, coppen, trying to find that higher knowledge
I give my heart to one broad, the others get the pipe
I think about it every day and night
Competition i ain't winning but admit it, i'm still in it though
Making me think twice about the knife, all just cause you tried to break the ice, so
I think about her all the time
What yo name is girl let me tell you mine
Pocket with a cash full of bashful weapons
Had some time to sit and think about all of my sins
Shawty my bait, she say she never scared
I think it was a story about my best friend
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