This nigga was about to say something about my momma i wish this nigga would
It use to be love, happiness and companionshipremember when i treated you good
Fuck, did i hit something?
They wouldn't be nothing
But i know something about you.
Watching for the cops that's moving through
And all women who had light features, see
Tell me something you know about me
Black holes are a mid something about meta physics and science----
She glammed up behind that eyeliner i know there's tears
I'm about to spit something so sick
O let's do it get-get your bitches schooled quick
‘cause he could die any day and you still the same thing
But i want to talk about something with some meaning/
Always stressed about something whether it be the tax rate
And even though we seperated, you said that you'd wait
GO BACK TO WRITE A SONG ABOUT ANOTHER TOPIC !
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