And think alone in my head
Cutting me this worthless check
My real estate sweet, yea ginger bread
Dead they chose money over your head"
My voice make her wet
She don’t give her nigga head
And now there in my head.
God bless the dead
This that new, from the city, you ain’t heard yet
Another victim dissin the towel head/
Millie on my neck, thumbin through that check
And im sure, that flew over your head/
Woo-hah, got you all in check
Before she fuck with ya head
Pac said fuck the world and i ain't come yet
Tired of hearin' these voices in my head
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