And reflect on the rap game, i came
Freedom from loss and so freedom from gain.
So here, i'll give you my condolences for such a terrible loss.
Jacking off to buffering vids of asher roth eating apple sauce
Loss of time for play-doh; i'm steady spending more pesos
And erase my number out the phones of these fake hoes
Deceiving looks yeah but you ain't really hearing
No kids, no ring herd she do your own thing
Highest form of respect, if you say you're not ready
Frequently hearing rappers scared it's clear to me
Wont believe what u hearing
And this will be the song that we sing
Tired of hearing all these gimmicks
She likes the way it hits her lips
So these bars not mine, nigga it's yours
Life sentence, court order, hearing the journeys thoughts
GO BACK TO WRITE A SONG ABOUT ANOTHER TOPIC !
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