Hands in the airrrrrrr let-let-let-let it fly
No illuminati but i'm seein through my eye,
Giving me words to help it all make sense
Aimin' at his partner who know he up next
Thinkin of the the dreams
So if you wanna leave
Don't always fuck me good, i'm just too cheap to divorce her
So bold n so cold in whatever type of weather
Roll up niggas be like sex
The shit u say doesnt make sense
Covering my head in bad weather
That damier bag i bought her
At the tender age of 12, and you feel that no one cares
Unorthodox, intersects like incest, so in a sense,
My bitch more sophisticated cause she like to smoke
Here's the answer and the antidote:
GO BACK TO WRITE A SONG ABOUT ANOTHER TOPIC !
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