Driver drop me off at dulles im headed to some money
They still think im delusional, sick and mrs sheesh cant heal me
You got bitches? think you wishes cuz i'm seeing glitches of mrs
And now i'm rolling with some cooler niggas i can fuck with
Secret missives to the mrs
You ain't working hard as this
Only thing he has is his music, pac in his ear telling him "they finna hate"
Senor bout to catch me being late come on mrs roberts cant the attendance wait
GO BACK TO WRITE A SONG ABOUT ANOTHER TOPIC !
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