As 4 Me Songtext

Tell mama what the deal is
How you grow up with the rich
And now you wanna be a villain?
Had a hunch and Doc' did it
There's money in the written
They fronted, I ain't trippin'
It's funny you don't gotta tell a dummy his position
It Be the spirits -
Tell em keep the quickness
Stay the fuck from out the business
Give a fuck about a critic
Wasn't in the trenches
All the thunder in my chest and niggas wasn't interfering
Cop a bunch, if I can spare it
Struggle with appearance
Ain't much I could repair, but I still muscle through the errands
Said enough with the comparing
Love I couldn't cherish
Through the tunnel, see the glare
All that clusters isn't carats Know it touch him when you hear it
One up in the air
And my love I be embarrassed
Always stumble when you caring
When the winters are the fairest
Puddles and despair overcome [?] no [?] full of fear
Runnin' into terror

Uh, I Said thank god I'm livin'
I ain't go to prison for my brother and my sister
Make the ugliest dec-
Thank god I'm livin'
I ain't go to prison for my brother and my sister
Thank god I'm livin'
I ain't go to prison for my brother & my sister
Make the ugliest decisions
Bank on the filling
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He's a nice guy