Trying to get his life together, or something of that sought
Turn 'em off! time to set it off, get you wet and soft
That i was trying to transmit.
Im sayin one night my love is like that
My pistols represent mebust until my rounds emptyback for the street fame
They are still knocking on my door they wanting more, i`m about to got insane
That's why forever i love seldom and trust never
I am going to have to learn how to keep my temper
Welcome back to class, bitch, grab on to your glasses
Oh well, i guess it's best to test, we learn lessons with,
My nigga was on his hustle i introduced him my name
I'm trying to find new ways, to break through, in this rap game,
But that's what he liked her
I"m the designated driver
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