Fuck them bitches, ain't trying to get laid
We tigers with the same mind state
I'd hate to see the seeds she created, and so we wait
And come to find out my dad was in a different state
State that yo--money makes you better
I rush to tend her, talked as i touch her
I got bars u lil niggas sell ring
My mental state is declining
You listenin' to her is leaving you with empty nights
Insperation bunny hopping over state lines
Confused state of mind, my existence, undefined
Puffy got a mansion, bitch i got the same damn kind
Jump jump bitch right off the empire state
But most niggas love nothin' so i made this tape
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