In this fucking line at ralph's buying granola bars
Who would of thought, someone like me wanted this for the cause
I fucking held your hand to let you say you had someone
Gettin good graces, take his money, aa-another one
If you ain't talkin' dollars then i don't see where you comin' from
I don't need to battle someone who is dumb as a scum
Cuz if i hit it now these feelings take a different route
I bet your name is stan, it's alright to be confused.
And that's reallife that i was aimed to belove by my family tree
Try being what someone wants you to be, messes with your psychiatry/
A whore is someone who want money for sex
And a nigga so fly i should be droved in jets
I scream at night for someone to find
Look the mastermind, took the masters mind
Who gonna beat someone to the ground.
Even if i miss she gon' rebound
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