Sixty-two, without no tint; missing roof on my new shit
Please understand my frustration and sympathize for a minute
Smile on my face got me feeling like the shit
Shoulda told you i'd just be a minute,
Don’t gotta shop, i ain't paying for shit
Gasp i think you need a minute
I'm doing shit i never might of did
There was a change at last minute
That i'mma pay for with dimes, nickels and quarters and shit
Please understand my frustration and sympathize for a minute,
Minute hey listen i did would give a
They gotta like a nigga, call me obama
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