Smoking something like tea leaves
Tryna kill my dreams
Actions speak louder than words, let me try this shit
Home of the free and land of the wicked
We get the bread and the crumbs, young money
From all this tea cause in reality
I'm over the fact, that i'm not your cup of tea,
Supportin' my baby girl just like daddy
Developing cavities cause revenge is sweet
Like you never did right? sort of like a black sheep
Real slow yea i'll make you feel special
Stunt tattle fuckin tea kettle,
Her voice was soft and sweet,
From the back seat, back seat
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