You can't hate the, faze the, play the,
Like biggie smalls "i just want the papa"
Don't need no weight or fate to make it maja
Don't love them, need them,
Always be a forever no good heathen,
I know that isn't good but you don't have a reason,
Trying to pull my life threw until next season,
Always fiening, you can't stop me because I'm always going to be breathin,
Until my meaning is glossinen, and gleamin,
Isn't no treason, hate to botha the demons,
So don't believe them,
Girls are good for only 1 reason,
And that's to them, leave them,
is the only part of love I believe in,
Don't want to think of wakin up to your breathin,
Hate to be mean, but that's my skeem,
To make them bleed, for the greed,
They constantly need,
Love and feed, which is something I don't wish to treat,
So take us back to the street
Just infatuated with material wishes,
Just out for myself and none of these es,
Leaving these snitches shot up dead grievin in some ditches
I hate to miss them,
But 1 girl has my heart that gots me trippin,
Makes me do more bar sippin'
Hate to take peoples advice and listen,
Unless I know I'm winning,
It seems like its always a constant duel,
To bring back the fire in my fuel

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