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Hermit used to talk to wifey bout buying commercial real estate
Until she left the building, hard time dealing
Wish I knew her new address, so appealing
That booty got me thinking bout a whole lot of things
That booty got me thinking bout a whole lot of things
New thing,
only see it for your widest things Then she wild out,
break it up,
pile your
things Ain't it coming like the time you left the
child at the school First time for everything,
wow you're the
fool Hardly making sense but it's making some dollars
Rather that than to rent for a shoebox partner
Not tryna say the bars only bout the booty
But you be thick with the chips,
pretty and bougie
Gave me a reason to rhyme,
making me shine Like goddamn a vision divine
I light up the dark,
even when I fall apart I know the sacred lies in me,
ain't no demon fighting me
They try to make me think I was done but no it ain't true
I can see it clearly now,
not a mystery scooby doo
And I'm only tryna kick it with the family kung fu
Everything that happened for a reason wasn't up to you
Everything that happened for a reason wasn't up to you
Everything that happened for a reason wasn't up to you
They try to make me think I was done but no it ain't true
Everything that happened for a reason wasn't up to you
You ever seen the grass greener on the other side?
Go to that side and realize they were all
lies Came back and the green was up to my eyes