Bb king or the neighbors of snoop
U a bad bitch ,girl don't get confused
Minds lucid from the mixtures
The richest place on earth
It's apart of her goal
Lucid nightmare hunt your soul
I lost my mind and went paranoid with pressure
I was alerting her just to reinsert in her
Yeah, that ain't you love, you can't fool love
Everything lucid thru these glasses
Now i get laid-off, notice y'all employed
Stressed out and hurtin, getting more paranoid
Paranoid as fuck i approach the dude
Bad bitches waving at me, real niggas salute
As he grew up he got more confused
Words sharp like a jerry rice curl route
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