Wood chain with a jesus
That's that computer love
A never ending love
I wouldn't be famous
But in real life they eyes is on your moneysee the enemies will say they true
Every time my mum tried to tell me the truth i was right there defending you
So while you worry about the hoes
Love rapping love sneakers above those
Baseball is my first love
Where i'm from they is ruthless
That's that computer love
Then i said i had enough
See i'm breathing for a purpose
// [bitch you get (no love)]
Im on the defending area and ur offense screwed
Life's lemons is bitter, i need another fruit
GO BACK TO WRITE A SONG ABOUT ANOTHER TOPIC !
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