Pussy Money Weed

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This time when come around I aint taking no favors

you saying you next in line/ we aint never been neighbors

im running with crook/ who runnin with shootas/ stackin paper

gettin back to that old shit/ if you wanna get ahold of me niggas hittup my pager

 

im pretty used to it/ people never stay

then we grow apart/ then we go our seperate ways

tired about always holding back/ wishing for better days

casue when we fight i say shit i would never say

 

I dont really wanna complicated it

more sex less conversation

lemme be the doctor/ and ill go in for the oporation

 

I see something different in you/ something that makes me think other wise

just give me a chance/ ill show you i aint like these other guys

 

If I could skim it/maybe grasp it with my finger tips

Then I wont have ask/ just where your at/ or what I think of it

The past/ Im on the brink of it/ laugh and then I drink to it

Be thankful for the stranger, my anger, and how they link through it

 

well i am here/ and I refuse to be the image that you paint me as

I am highley educated and yous is underclass

thots/ but i caught them like a bradey pass

gotta stop fucking with these shaddy ass