I'm finding ways, to get them fucking brats,
In my own class, bitch i got them cold raps
Dead at thirteen cause he yearned to bangsniffed a lot of flowers, but how could i cry
Constant criming, 9 to 5ing, not surprising the timing of finding my
These days are numbered, so i'm finding different ways to repel 'em,
I'm catching myself depositing these feelings she withdraw from
Life's a maze, gotta get through ways within few days
'til i pull that wallet out and wa-wave it in her face
All these laws your too pussy to break
I got six clips to the fuckin' duct tape
You seem to be getting lost right now, your an insult to finding nemo though.
Where to begin when love ends on a bad noteor being honest make the trust grow
Love the game though this is coming from a different place
Nah i ain't afraid to demonstrate my pimpin' ways
I'mma keep it real kid i’m just hatinain’t a opportunity i ain’t take close chase
Angela..... forever changing my ways, here's to hopin she stays with me through all of my days...
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