Lost Times

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party in the basement/ bottles by the dressa

one mans garbage is another mans tresure

she party hard whenever/ gave me brains like professa

dont believe in love/ see thats just another pointless gesture

 

shorty worth a dime in/ when she go down/ the lights dim

when she leave aint no comin back/ ya boy aint into recycling

see you got a fat ass/ shawty let me get behind it

we gone add patron/ and your clothes gone me minus

 

wit a swisher/ we gon blow through these lettas

higher than my G.P.A/ now i'm smoking cleva

L to the dome

 

I can feel it in the air tonight so go ahead and light it

She said This is all for you/ a private show/ so no one's invited

 

I will hold you to your words/ and judge you by your actions

real one til i die/ til i lay up in that casket

till the day im makin classic/ till that day she low it down and ride me like traffic

she gon get this long dick/ baby loves how im so elastic

no romeo and juliet/ but bitches love acting

 

dont know where my ex is

bitches acting sexist

catch me sneezing greens with all this talent ive been blessed with

she gave me neck no necklace

know the future might be sceptic

for revenge/ ima fuck all yo friends and crossem off my checklist

 

seize every moment

money is time/ so make every minute golden

live for tomorrow causes the past it stolen

weekends come and we patronin/ no motives

she in that lingre clothing

imma love her and show it

she said she loves the dick and i quoted

 

funny how they critize

wonder what these muthafuckas would so without me

do it for my family/ so i do it proudly

 

living crazy

give props to my folks they the ones who made me

have yall seen me lately

never let the conversations phase me

 

im on now/ dont wanna talk

been fly I dont wanna walk

cross me leave yo body shook

talented but so underbooked

talented but so overlooked