Kush, baby mama-less; yeah no seeds
Just curl up between your sheets
Get grand slam fans out of they seats
Hero in the streets, carnage in the sheets
Billboards, rap sheets, and studios holding my name
Po-po wanna pick his brain, ho's wanna give him brain
Regular girl, celebrity dreams
Just curl up between your sheets
He bled out all over my bed, and stained the sheets.
You know the common statistic inspired by hoop dreams
Sheets made of egyptian silk material
Don’t wanna have me then somebody will
Got your bitch in my sheets
Ass shots in her seven jeans
Sang sittin there kickin it with malcolm, 'til the day came
Billboards, rap sheets, and studios holding my name
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