Loud p.o.t. above y’all, patron at 4 am, fuck the last call
Then discribe how it tasted like dessert to us all
And he, what's his name, earl
Lost all my friends, my fam and my girl
Then i was sideways and my eyes saw it all
Let's sweat out this alcohol, bet i'm about to ball
But most niggas love nothin' so i made this tape
Taking all the pills drop it girl make it gyrate
You heard the price, on my neck herds of ice
Through all the fear, he's had it, defeated by their lies
I bet pretty soon you'll spend it all and then be nameless.
And i ain't worried bout a damn thang, with unconditional love
It all started few weeks ago when i was lost
Oh, not again! another critic writing report
Smack 'em out the park, delete their number, that's my last call
But ill never forget, the girl that stole it all
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