They giving pounds and that before get the money
All she want is one love, that money and that come with me
Sometimes it ain't what's up, sometimes you play the fool
I never skipped a class, got good grades, and i played it cool,
I, and the i is in the i love you that she taught to me. (x2)
Ironic this verse was conceived while drivin’ a lex
You fucking dead bitch chips, i'm on my fifth bag with your bitch ass
She used to make good money, and we were middle class,
Stealin some bars is all good and fine
Guess that means you can never be mine
Covering their arms with cuts and spending all their money at starbucks
I know howard that college, but uptown has some problems
She used to make good money, and we were middle class,
Me and my nigga wale let them suckas pass
Is it a wonder she now roams the streets and cries
She don't really care about anyone advice
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