May i ask that you cut the wack shit? sound like a 12 year old,
I remember when i used to bust a mack with my eyes closed
Have you ever met a fifteen year-old more lyrical/
Forever i ain't run yet and i never will
You niggas comedy, i'm laughing at you probably
They said they remember me from last year, well that's the old me
What kind of life is this for a fourteen year old
So i could find my rainbow, my pot of gold
Fearin what it show you, reality is gold
Still moving forward like a 2 year old
Paparazzi in the trees, please curtains closed
Still moving forward like a 2 year old
Fuck yo bitch to the weekend, i ain't speaking bout that cd player
At my homegirls birthday party, little did i know later
GO BACK TO WRITE A SONG ABOUT ANOTHER TOPIC !
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