Her body's been paranormal since buying that pair of titties, look
Even good times has it bad times, but my good time was good cuz you were good
I guess she thought she'd get away, wouldn't hear the cries
Clear perception, people at school think i live a good life,
Hate it when i leave
Crappy shity feces
How did all them bastards get a good job, good life,
Frequently taking lives cause they not taking advice
Call levi's we can see about the home cook
Just who am i to be living life so good?
But it's my dad singing to the tune,
Just regret the fact that i left too soon
If you see us in the club, we'll be actin' real nice
Fu* my real dad he was never in my life
Changing my whole life style from bad to good
All my homies in this thang wish a nigga would
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