But in real life they eyes is on your moneysee the enemies will say they true
She asked me to repeat those three words i said in the morning, i texted "i love you".
The first three words she read were "i hate love"
I've got muslims calling on jesus
Fuck, i was number three,
Who trill as me, roll two of tree
Rapping machine clapping between
I get paper like i a mail box, seen
Tryna make a difference where i'm from, where you live
My friends are like family the love is outrages
But if so, i'll take the scorn, indeed happily
Between man and morality this insanity
I got a dollar and a dream
But that time, in between
Well its between you and dad
And i got that bait, they all bad
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