Your aura’s so fake, fool
Look at this shit on my table
Between her legs I’m entangled
Bag of crushed dreams from the angels
How do you love me, you don’t love yourself
I’m trying to think for myself
I would just run but my bag’s
Too big with cards I’ve been dealt
Don’t need a bitch
I need a dollar and I need a whip
And I need a crib by the diamond sea strip
Man, fuck all these bitches, they all on my dick
How do you love me, you don’t love yourself
Needa stop drinking, mind slipping like hell
They look at me different, probably as well
I can still see through the energy dealt
Your aura’s so fake, fool
Look at this shit on my table
Between her legs I’m entangled
Bag of crushed dreams from the angels
How do you love me, you don’t love yourself
I’m trying to think for myself
I would just run but my bag’s
Too big with cards I’ve been dealt
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