You keep praying on your break, i hope you got a sling
I used to turn to churches for help but it wasn't working,
Nigga 50 million up on these fuck boys
When it comes to hip hop i can't help but rejoice
Aw man, it's been a ride
But i cant help but like...
I stay with grandma, she always bitching about her carpet
She's provoking my devotion and i can't help it,
That scary love, never get married love
I cant stress it enough to you imbeciles
Say a grown man can separate lust from love
I cant stress it enough to you imbeciles
Navigating through her eyes, destination to her thighs
I cant help but to tell my story and the way i'm living my life/
Six-fifty, three hundred my shirt free
I cant get it away from me
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