Great sex, she ain't slept, she can't rest tomorrows that big test
Playing blackjack you're bust and still wanting to be dealt
"im mad with wanting to have you back"
This is why her nigga mad
It's a sad mess always wanting to be hand fed
I say i put it so deep now she a cone head
Even the famous know how hard it be
While i'm making history
It was just that everyone who wanted to be kind
Never bad-handing nothing, therefore i grind
But one day that book will be famous
Pullin' up in trucks, carried off in a bus
Wanting to leave but always coming back to mary jane
Then dipping with the fucking pen to go sin again
Not to be accepted by everyone else...
Thats my surroundings in compton, have common sense
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