Life is a bitch so a g can't sweat her
We know you wouldn't cock a foam saber/
Yeah you know i got that work, women second, family first
From the big big city nyc not a west coast potpouuri suburb
They gettin chips, they flippin bricks
Just a scheme of big corporations,
Ego big as a bus,
Sometimes i feel so worthless
She's happily a cock lover like dracula's a blood sucker
This is for my niggas gettin' high on the regular
Little girl for a big boy,
Ain't like my job or guys i employ
I'm optimistic like playing keeno with all that you got
Her world with my limp beatin cock,wrapped in a sock,
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