Smile on my face, tears of a sad clown
Funny how, all these hoes, bending down
I gets money,aint it's funny how we made it!
Just pour me a glass of that dark shit
And she stripping, go to college
Funny how my flyass steez make a kid bitch
Before i lay down, i thank god for the blessings
Ings, now listen to the way i change these things
How you sleeping on my but then expect to make change
I always judge a book by the cover, never the page
Everybody seems to misread every sentence
Sorta bitchy but i understood how he was seeing things
Girls wanna have fun, and a nigga with some change
Things to change. i'm not even sure to continue the page.
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