God forgive and we don't, keep my circle small you can't get in my crowd
Discount on account of the comfort, it's no wonder my momma was proud
I’m tryna be low key
Makes for a hell of party
I'm worst than a enemy
They say nothings ever free
But don't make me your enemy
She going to borrow some money
Keep the party turned round
No reason to be around
Because there ain't no coming back from that
So let's get out there and attack
Gasoline and matches is disastrous, one match two match, a fire flashes
Just can't understand why we gettin respect nowmomma told me they're be days like this
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