I thought told you bitches last night via fist fight
They say love is the slowest form of suicide
Eyes real low, just blame it on the green
Thinking about living in my life long dream
Down in miami, with a super ho team
Succeed in what you love the american dream
The bitches is everything in between
My girl was in fact with you in a wet dream
I still a late night solder till my last breath
I swear to give you nothing less, nothing less
Dream of everyone in my team.
62 dreams, roll a date with some lean
“you pray that i reach heaven” were her last words
Crystal glasseswe mash on them jealous bastards
Enough fucking atheist rappers to get a nun slapped
You know this night on earth will be their very last,
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