I found myself losing focus at a sunday service
And realized that life's a bitch, and that gives you no love
And i know love me baby
I swear they think i'm crazy
Catch you up on places i've been
And is ready for love section
Ima bosscall me ah a skinny rick rossflyer than a sworm of moths
Yal be confusing me and losing me with yal strange thoughts
And yeah we up in stadium, quarterbacking hoes
Love reefer and love sneaker above those
Alternative to, we love the rhythm and blues
And your bitch is the type of bitch who really wanna lose
I’m here forever, these other niggas scribble in pencil
Also spread love globally, and don't be resentful
Now you stuck up in my mothafucking basement all bloody
Seventy percent allegedly leaning towards love and jealousy
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