My demeanor, thirty years my senior
I wanted a brother my mother i told her
My summertime sunshine
And now these hoes are on my line
My wondrous success bombs my regrets
After lebron, i'm what's next
See my pain through my eyes,
We hustle to survive
My leisure, my pleasure, my light, my love, my measure
But compliment her tits and then its off to hump her
Tryna get a nigga with a all-star name
My cash effected, my brain insane,
You're uncool like my mother kin
My researched information,
This is just my year, just my day, and just my time
Y'all can keep all the trophies get at kim and i'm fine
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