My god's won, death's been cheated
I'm back on my sixty six six shit
I'll be there when you need me, girl rely on that
So now i’m under pressure i want it bad
Wtf you on about and who cares
I can taste the salt from my tears
Fuck a girl who doesn't want to appreciate
I swear these off rhyme bums are full of hate
I like rollin' with friends
Yup its me who yo girl defends
I ain't your regular rapper who just be talking shit
Some attention from this bitch, who just lied and soberly cheated
Got the fridgedest temperature on my wrist again
Cause girl you had a monopoly on this game,
Come on girl won't you love me
Fuck that nigga, i am the party
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