Keep coming back for more
To my best friend (i fell for)
[darren is a gay friend, but he's cool, so don't write hateful comments]
Cause i'll be honest: i ain't tryna be a victim of the projects
And she wanted the parts of my friend's friend
I'm at the atm, spending like i ain't paying rent
And guess who my nigga tell 'em is on the way
Makin' toys at my work shop, while y'all are gay,
My best friend who's not there
Day and night are my 'posites rare
Misses street sweeper creepin again the devils my friend
Hold your applause until the ceremony end
Cause thats the past,an we grown my friend,
One parent above, the other live scared
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