Bitch, get that shit through your cranium befo' i break it down
She ain't ever trippin when a nigga ain't around
Creep with methrough that immortal flowthug passion got you tremblinglike death on the row
You seem to be getting lost right now, your an insult to finding nemo though.
I'm touching skies, no puffing lie
Lookin for ways to try
I seen them grinding 'n' finding a way, to take time at the night or day
I would stand on my desk just to see the world in a different way
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...
Goin’ for the grips every day ’til the grave
Nah i ain't afraid to demonstrate my pimpin' ways
To be fought, not finding refuge in the ones they adore/
And wonder why i ain't ever caught that feeling before
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