When it's repping time, i get on extra grind
I tend to let everything just spill from my mind
Do you think i'm crazy, crazy, crazy
Sayin' they'll have to charge me a low balance fee
Postmark on the card, can't pay the fee
Look, i'm still talking to you baby
A postmark on the card, i can't pay the fee
A single mother with a problem child, daddy free
Postmark on the card, can't pay the fee
Knowing you can no longer party
I should not have to pay the fee
But five years from now i bet she see
We gonna be all the way gone
I tend to be righteous and never wrong
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