Man this life is but a dream
Maybe cuz her dad used to be mean
One tryin to take note, the next man, feelin my heat like a house in beckham.
It's been a couple months, and tina still ain't perm her fucking weave, damn
But it's my dad singing to the tune,
And her smile lit up the room
And isaiah say one day your time will come
So there i am... an ounce inside my house im blazin'
Her body's been paranormal since buying that pair of titties, look
Said my dad will molest me/ and when i'm old enough he'll put
Had to d up like all in a titty cup
To livin in a house with food my stomach
My flow ceaseless dough needless but still save it like its peaches/
I've got a paper plane, it's propelling my buzz
Away to slumber in my house so i could paint 'em and sell 'em,
I take ‘em to the crib and leave our future in a condom
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