Or if it doesn't get props, comments and stuff like that
From the passion, ya hands reaching for the sheets to grab
And if you got it you gettin wet, nigga bet on that
Its so sad to see these girls like you try to rap
Not concerned with most rappers me i'm a king
My divine itching and shrine killing
Its like once you plan out for what you want in life and make it happen,
Cause in 16 years, you let your kid down the existence, none
By killing cops and selling drugs,but what can you do?
Morehaha, coming to a ghetto near you
I got bigger problems baby
Its laying on me and killing me
I'm on my own shit
Mum and dad dintnt like it
When you lie like that, its really sad
When love comes callin', don’t love back
GO BACK TO WRITE A SONG ABOUT ANOTHER TOPIC !
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