Just went back to collegeshe is my dancer, when she dance i throw her dollars
Yup sure,i came from the dirt,ordained from his his birth and i'll remain on this earth
I hope we meet again.
The heartz of men
I know your schedule so today's you meet your maker
Baby mothers quittin school, nigga now it's up to her
I write it like i was given this gift from up above
Sick, spit a pandemic, crack and cancer mixed with cannabis
Everywhere i go i meet a new bitch
But what we did was found our niche and made a stitch
Sometimes i wanna escape from this block,
I'd rather not live like there isn't a god
I told a girl that i loved her don't know if well ever meet
This is what the devil plays before he goes to sleep
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