Uh, i'm tryna learn something new
What happened to the stuff we used to do?
Overseas, i can put you on my dream team
People laugh at the intelligence, seem to be mean
To a different state were me and the people like this dont relate
Churches with dirty pastors my people pass the collection plate
Took a shot, tired of runnin from the niggas and the cops
And some people really do care, our heroes, our rocks.
Ugh, trying to write lyrics is all hard and stuff
The long road to success is dangerous
You know i'm the beast and you'd like to be it
Convertible coupe, bitches scream when they tops split
Still stomping the chumps when they mouths get to talking that stuff
Four out of five try to fake and get serious
And all the stuff that you went through
And for this moment no i won't ditch you
GO BACK TO WRITE A SONG ABOUT ANOTHER TOPIC !
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