That's aight thoughkeep a nigga heavy in the game, bout so long
I love her and this is why she's my favourite love song
Trust me, y'all critics and parents from middle class households,
The odd niggas are beginning to spill these pink hoes
Well, you fucking up, and truthfully i had enough
And realized that life's a bitch, and that gives you no love
And that they love to se
Just to go to liv on a sunday
Yeah, and in god we trust? its too bad this economy's a bust
While i’m somewhere in the back, getting blowed like a blunt
Smack 'em out the park, delete their number, that's my last call
You told me i could trust you and you let me fall
You make a nigga sing songs nice
I love my life, and i love my wife
You feel it from your head to your toes
Love reefer and love sneaker above those
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