Who ya think ya is bitch, one of the girls
They slowly showin they colors
Dope smoke i love that / lungs filled till they packed
Stuck in my high, afraid of heights, i'm trapped
Don't call it a comeback, i been here for years
I get jelous when your with other girls
I be calling out game like miles at the farms
Am i the only one who tried to write love on her arms?
When it came to grams it was 90 i fried
But fuck it, we love to smoke weed,
And i would never walk in the shadow that never was really there
Materialize her love for one who doesn't care, i hope that you are aware
Who cares about hearts and love
I wouldn't be famous
We gettin’ chicken but these skinny models wan’ eat
My only cure is pretty girls who gon let me peep
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