I’m just multiplying my money and dividing the legs
Just trying to decipher between violence and sex
Walking down the street, it's two in the morning,
These niggas is bothered, these critics be talking
A coward dies a thousand deaths
I stay awake , dreaming for sex
Tissues and moans even in the morning
They are not confident when im talking
House gets raided at 3 in the morning
She only love me when i be ignoring
It wasn't about the sex
Leave the keys with that bitch, jets
To heaven's door -- shed so many tears
Hello, hi, good morning, brace yourself
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