She smiled n' laughed but inside she sighed n' grasped,
Know there's a barbed wire that's always in your past
N i'm not fucken sorry
We like to party
My raincoat, and gold wrappers, amen
Tried perfecting my letters n
Made a million with the pen
Sure he died in 96 n
They'll have to rename this one
Pretending to be awake 'n
They wanna see a nigga lose but i’m destined to win
Hot shots to your sternum n melon have u hurtin n yellin
More mistakes could be made ‘n
Then lost her faith again
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