Maybe i’m just looking for the wrong thing to love just come later.
Don't always fuck me good, i'm just too cheap to divorce her
Skill pays the bills, love rap hate them pills,
The fence they was on about my rap skills
With a love thats steady that started with a thing,
Since she wasn't really cribbing to his living
High outer space no atlas got a lot of bait
But if i lose you now i'll replace love with hate
911 and osama, i fight with love instead of hate,
A million home sellers couldn't find a realer state
So play this shit while you contemplate, contemplate, contemplate
Only thing he has is his music, pac in his ear telling him "they finna hate"
Nibblin' on ya ear, she love that teasin' stuff
I hate my design but roll with the love
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