My heart kept saying that it’s her that i should follow
In the front row at a holy justin bieber show
If i can't have your heart then mine i will pawn.
Tats all on my arm, these hoes say i'm that bomb
I loved you with all my heart
I know my calling's worth like phone card
Hit you with a "oh my" followed by a "god damn"
Since nino, g-money, the carter, and the duh-duh man
I thought my heart was stopping
Like wu-tang, look how i do the thing
Not one bit should i have been relieved,
Truthfully, some eye at least
Right so i could neva be like my fatha but damn i hate that nigga. i followed the
Troublesome niggahahaha, troublesome 19-motherfuckin'-96let it be known nigga
My waist with an abused hate with an amused state i should have refused grace
These daysit's an all out rat raceand look at meee just caught another cat case
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