Won't run out anytime soon
No groom husband, no bloom
You heard i was in jail, well i just came from the mall
No phone calls no visits no contact at all
No set trip, no color claim
Well rick james, maury jane
Champagne no chain no diamonds
Trying to get back to this thing called love
No, no, we are not those
I gotta teach hoes
No no no guarantees
I'm hot breeze, snot sneeze
Like keep grinding boy, your life can change in one year
No place no career no place to even steer
Oh-kay, here's the situation
No affiliation
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