I hear you callin' me to come back, i'm a sucka for love
I m stuck with my laptop in this shitty office...
We gotta find peace and end the war in the streets
I'm not crazy i 'm doing gods deeds
I just stay doing what i shouldn't acting like i should
So i gotta get my point across like a snitch would
At 16 years old,i`m bettter than these haters
Know it hurts that she flirts with a nigga this is worse
I"m the designated driver
Stir up all these feelings inside of her
Beach on the weekend
God, i'm just doing my best
Raised by a momma who, who
Scram i;m done with you piece of shit boo
I'm a, p-i-m-p, like fiddy explained
But they sold jello in the paint
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