Listen here, i ain't lookin for no tears
Most of y'all drop quick cause of impatience,
There ain't no genie jars to grant what your petty wishes are
She od's on louboutin, she work at that nudie bar
Were running wild tonight
Out of mind out of sight
Of that gangja from the shores of shanghai
Fuck high school, motherfucker i'm high
Bring that dude to life day, he wasn't at the meeting
Tired of feeling wired of dealing
And i don't care if she gone, in a long skirt
Of being of always getting wired
But he don't rule a thing
Feeling, of appealing
Lifes not all fair, work till we fall dead
Jars upon jars, but yet no jam for the bread.
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