Churches with dirty pastors my people pass the collection plate
The second half beckons i'll just pretend its noah's son, oh wait.
Wait let me refrain that,
Yo, i'll bet she be back
Savin' up 24 bullets with gun
Gimme a second i reckon
Cuz for a split second i think that you won't mind but then i find
Said i'll return but i gotta fight the fate's arrived
To understand this, that's if you're the man in, wait a second, i meant that
You're trying to raise 2 bad kids on your ownand there's no way i can pay you back
And the future's a second away
If you didn't know i feel this way
Navigating through her eyes, destination to her thighs
Walking up the street, hear a whistle. brrr! that ain't nice.
I’m coming back like light-skin and
Wouldn't have thought about it, for a second,
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