Lf beat this slut to death ill be happy and laughing
When i write rhymes i go blind and let the lord do his thing
Feels like i been down this road before
As soon as i walk in the door
Now everyone like give this boy a cookie
You just servin yourself, go pull up to pump three
Just believe in yourself and you'll be happy
Chillin' with homies and family
My time with their half-witted reviews
And it feels like i gotta choose
You can bet your bottom dollar the bottom lips will need stitches
I know i won't be making you happy if you hear this/
I still struggle to try and be happy, every damn day,
Spread the word and witness, he rose on the first sunday
Used to clean my rolie chain with alcohol in the sink
Oh, and inform me when you're actually focused
GO BACK TO WRITE A SONG ABOUT ANOTHER TOPIC !
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