They say i walk around like i got a s on my chest
From the day that i met her until the nurse at the very end.
To all the sisters with ambition, i see your hustle
And get that pussy when i took her to the funeral
Then bring your big bad ass to california, cause we ain't hard to find
The next day i chilled at a friend's house party and he played ny state of mind
Hey i took a look in the corridor we keep getting nearer
I tell them killers they ain't figure what they fightin' for
I took the rusty ass knife and shoved it through his anus.
And when we on the road, bitches follow the tour bus
Than her dad cries and says fine, and we go in the back for the after party,
That's gon' make it hard to smile in the futurebut through whatever you see
If i can leave this place, and just get away
I met this girl on valentine’s day, fucked her in may
Titties, ass, hands in the air, it's a party over here
I phone home to the real they wanna know just how it feel
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