I can't take the pain and sorrow of losing my baby girl.
Wait, i heard about you from that other nigga earl
I'm a baller, literally
Getting to the money
Baby moms on greyhound for 8 hours
She was always frail, getting’ all the pearls.
Smoking weed, getting head in the oval office
That scary love, never get married love
The world getting bad i'm feeling tense.
Roll up niggas be like sex
Witnessing what i did for d.c. though
Just the next girl to blow,
And skinny jeans ain't quite the lick
If his girl insist on getting sick
Getting the lebron feeling
I just got one request, stop breathing
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