Then put it into sex drive
Relive all the good times
I had a long day and i really wanna fuck
Got caught a few times, i was good as locked up
When i get my hands on nines
You better get with the times
Just sittin chillin like a villian with my family.
The therapist nicknamed me kid cudi, i killed my fifth buddy
You gotta look at reality, understand that shit so you don't get caught
No time for a break , good times memorys filled with laughter , its money sought
Picture me lettin this chump survive
With a nice family and a good wife,
Before we see it's hard to live
She cries reminiscing on the good times
But make sure if they do see
With friends and family
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