You got bord and wanted to go home but she got kicked out
She leave before the sun up, leave you something to think about
Stead of kisses, we get kicked,
I practiced till that shit made perfect
I think i've got some enemies disguised as friends
Haven't been kicked out since i've made some cents
I'm seeing hell but not before grabbing a piece of heaven too
Interscope is my fam, so i ain't tryna make no issue
We buy guns and more guns, to give to the young
A goody two shoe, she would of gone to heaven
Cast out of heaven, man that pain, it speaks for itself,
Help me pay my little rent, maybe sit in a benz
Why we gotta fight
Kicked the chair out, just sit tight
Kicked out of his own house by one of his own daughters
Everything is subject to change like broken dollars
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