Got patron sippin' in my cup, hey, where's your man
There are people in the worst, those who don't give a damn
And nine out of ten broads call a nigga arrogant
Ressurect the best when i spread letters my testament
Some are already up there, while most the rest are swimming,
For all the pedicures i've given to their camel toes they bring
Forever i ain't run yet and i never will
The angels are baffled how well i entangle,
2:26 // verse 2: you went to the girls school, in the year below me
So roll up the marley, my eyes all low up in this party
Want the title but im always fighting under card
There are dead sheep in the yards, playing these cards is getting hard
Isn't too fertile, there are no changes in life that're are open,
Another ratchet got dumped, in the trashcan i ain't done
Now you gotta understand i was a family man
There are people in better positions than i am
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