My nigga o that's like my bro without the same damn mom
I was wrong, i miss my mom, it's hard to remain calm.
I finally got a girl, mom!/
Lip balm she's some nun bitch from st. john
Without a single beat
I pray the lord my guns to keep
Our ways of complaining about haters every single
I am such a renegade, but try to be professional
They heard i'm bout to blow, so all my enemies say let's be friends
Because it's hard trying to pay the bills when you're by yourself
Dick soft as fuck, but somehow i go hard
I'm trying hard, i get so hurt it's like lying's smart
I bang your mom so hard you can call me a terrorist
This audemar on my wrist, got it harder than missed
Stop thinking so hard and trying so hard
From the time that you stole my heart
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