I say its a hard life growing up, with no trust with you're parents, hard life
Hit the club and i let it fly, claim you balling nigga telling lies
This is solitaire you playing with your life
Matter fact i dreamed that i lived twice
You just a struggling writer that never sold
I saved her number just in case but now it’s case closed
Stumbling/ fumbling/ struggling/
Yeah my shit ain't no scratch and win
I got blessed with immortality of my life
Feed niggas shells like my motherfucking beach is nice
Keep me a bitch with some sexy thighs
Playing russian roulette with ya life,
Chickens and waffles instead, and right back to this balling shit
I've been struggling with it, cause the funds aren't terrific
Or end your life with rhymes.
Take her back to where i live
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