I ain't trynna be politically correct
The day we met, i cant explain the way that i felt.
Sometimes i wish that you and i had never met but the
Aroma, strong enough to bring ‘em outta coma
I'm feedin her the light just like what the chorus say
I'm glad i met you in the city that day,
Only thing omitted is a baby or a wedding ring
She said my last song was uterly amazing
I dumped the hoe and fell asleep inside of a bugatti
Fuck it, odd future some nazis, black nazis don't copy
Movin, eyelids low cause my bills too high
Wow, what the fuck happened last night, where am i
Bridget is safe and nothing happened, the point in my rhymes,
I'm not saying to go out and do some stupid shit, commit crimes
Okay i'm trying to hit, something's just gotta give
What happened to the dreams of beaches with bitches?
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