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Feel I can't trust nobody
Wanted to end you, want to prevent you become somebody
Overcoming the exception
Overcome depression
While I fight against the oppression
Officers point they weapons
Why don't they ever accept us
Why just me
Why everytime i do right, it go wrong, or it's just me
Am I off key, off beat
Yo It can't be, when I'm always on my Q's and P's
Always blowin' O's, until it N(end), like M, it's me
I feel on ecstasy inside a empty being
Gotta, bad bitch, right next to me
Shawty like a fucking drug give me ecstasy
Gotta, bad bitch right next to me
Shawty like a fucking drug give me ecstasy
Gotta bad bitch next to me
Tryna talk me up a storm she won't let me leave
So I, blow steam
Offer all her dreams, then I
Make her beg for me, do it all for me
Way she fall for me
Look like she make summer turn to fucking autumn spring
Way she, way she calling me
Talking bout she want be like so involved with me
Baby tell me what you making
Baby tell me what you make of us
Can't put in love you ain't made enough
No reception girl you breaking up
Girl you breaking up
Cracks and the crevice girl just tape it up
Girl just tape it up
Girl you know we ain't making up
Baby do this all for me
Baby do this all for me
You do this all for me
I wanna see you ball for the kid
I wanna see you ball for the kid
Wanted to end you, want to prevent you become somebody
Overcoming the exception
Overcome depression
While I fight against the oppression
Officers point they weapons
Why don't they ever accept us
Why just me
Why everytime i do right, it go wrong, or it's just me
Am I off key, off beat
Yo It can't be, when I'm always on my Q's and P's
Always blowin' O's, until it N(end), like M, it's me
I feel on ecstasy inside a empty being
Gotta, bad bitch, right next to me
Shawty like a fucking drug give me ecstasy
Gotta, bad bitch right next to me
Shawty like a fucking drug give me ecstasy
Gotta bad bitch next to me
Tryna talk me up a storm she won't let me leave
So I, blow steam
Offer all her dreams, then I
Make her beg for me, do it all for me
Way she fall for me
Look like she make summer turn to fucking autumn spring
Way she, way she calling me
Talking bout she want be like so involved with me
Baby tell me what you making
Baby tell me what you make of us
Can't put in love you ain't made enough
No reception girl you breaking up
Girl you breaking up
Cracks and the crevice girl just tape it up
Girl just tape it up
Girl you know we ain't making up
Baby do this all for me
Baby do this all for me
You do this all for me
I wanna see you ball for the kid
I wanna see you ball for the kid
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Writer(s): Young Preach
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