They tell me this the wrong path but i know its right, though
At times i look in the mirror to boost my fucking ego
Soon as i get home
Tell me what i should've known.
I'll whip a 750 if it's black on chrome
Let me tell ya shoulda known
Let me tell what it was like, the shoe, it was nice and yellow too
I don't wanna ever come down from this cloud of loving you
Soon to smoke em by the yard till my lungs can't get through
Let this happen to me again not her please lord i beg you,
This meeting just begun, nigga i'm satan's son
Let me tell you a thing about famine
Everybody come with me let me tell you a story
Nigga so focused, shout out that ? a quarter six forty
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