We can make more, make babies
But meanwhile my 16's screaming like "peeps please"
College degree, scores on my s a t, shit, please,
Crazed raised off hennesey, tell me will my enemies
So my outlook's dim and my house is eventually without any heat
A need, mama please forgive for this evil deed, but revenge is oh so sweet/
As for my flow, please, don't get me started
Man these songs that i made in my bedroom and shit
Uh he said dear lord forgive me, i know i sin a lot.i sin a lot.
Insane, crazy, the only girl that can make time then make me stop
I plea. i plea. lord please keep jodi down here with me.
To be rich like a king, and live my life, trouble free
He said dear lord forgive me, i know i sin a lot.i sin a lot.
Yup, im stylin on'emevery girl i meet thinks im hot
And name another new nigga wit a sicker twitter follow
God forgive me for my sinnin but shit i got these fucking stacks tho
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