Wanted the lord to rearrange
Yeah, i'm close minded, and never gon' change
Popping champagne bottles, lord he is
Yo check this outi'mma tell you like this
I got class and can't take this bitch to math, what
Fuck you, i'll just do some sorta drug
That i'm better than any kinda drug
Run through the puddles, playin' in the mud
Or fade to white; new favorite drug?
Wasn't no love for a nigga in the smug
You no good like a stripper with a "a" cup
That i'm better than any kinda drug
Your only lord/ lurking for more
Another day as i step out the door
Then going on a drug binge
Coming back with this shit bitch
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