Comes to fine out you was only there for a week
Take cee around town as if everything cheap
Three lunch boxes a week,
I don't know defeat
Fuk it right here right now or even next week
Fine women love losers, that treat 'em bad and cheap
Check this out homie my parents are gone for the week
You finally got right? no longer a black sheep
I got a dollar and a dream, real niggas on my team
Every week nosy cunts reading a magazine
I'm looking like a zombie, haven't slept in a whole week
And everything after nautilus ain't a beat
From where they take them old beats and turn em into news
Second week of june decided your weakness, fools
Fresh outta school but only for the week,
Will i, succeed, paranoid from the weed
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