Have to move that bitch so far she need a postcard
That kids would always poke fun and joke, and say i'll "die hard"
She did things that were bad
Ain't even tryna hold back
Where i tried to say i take seven kids from columbine
Went and bought two sixty twos, at the same damn time
Can no longer say things privately,
Took my heart away from money
Things will be right, i say.
As: other plans got in the way
They say things are easy like baking a cake
I put it to your mug, and it ain’t gonna wait
She can't be my mother
Say two things and play the lover
I be ballin, they wonder why
Never dry kids, say bye
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