Everybody wasted faded, faded
I am some kind of beaten up kid
What them tippers don't see
I think it's kind of funny
I gotta tell you that my love is true
I may not have the girl i want to
Now they give a fuck about usand if i choose to ride
Like the pussy of the girl that i am taking home tonight
That i had some sort of edge, some kind of advantage,
And you can tell by the chiseled horns on my forehead bitch
I'm a baller, literally
I want it all... all of the money
When it's repping time, i get on extra grind
There's tension though, of the sexual kind
Want you back girl i think i'm addicted
One night love: i'mma need that
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