And i'm about to fill y'all in on the real
I was put on this earth to write about how i feel/
She was complaining about how you didn't fuck her right
My uncle doing life, inside prison he wasn't wrapped too tight
Justifying how i feel
She told me erything is real
He would never wife her
It’s knowin’ it’s over
Penthouse on collins, money long as ocean drive
Last night i had a dream about my wife
To tell you right now how i feel
I don't drink beer, why the fuck am i here
Bars change a nigga life
I lost mona,i lost wife
Man i got a bad bitch maybe ill wife her
I got something you've been waiting for
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