Verse. . Here we stand. At the end. You and I out on the battlefield. Shut your words. Like a gun. And it hurts like hell but I can deal. Yeah. . (B-sec). 'Cause I don't need you to want me
I wanna send this one out to my vanilla ice-cream chocolate pudding pie. That stayed with me in the hood, do or die. Refugee camp Yeah, this one goes out to my almond joy. My banana that never spli
