Everyone I know sleepin’ on me
Girls I don’t love creepin’ on me
Addicted to alcohol and poetry
Exactly how a writer’s supposed to be
Don’t got a lot to call mine
Praying for my time to shine
Always on my hustle and grind
Always writing what’s on my mind
Ignoring all these girls pretending to be nice
Curving all these hoes you have to text twice
Pointing out all their wrongs, you know I’m right
Can’t hold a conversation, you know she white
It’s always those blondes and brunettes
The only girls concerned about how much you net
The only girls you have to insult to get wet
The only girls you’ll end up wishing you never met

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