I was lettin' the shyt I can't control destroy me
It was goin' too deep for you, baby, pardon me
I tried to treat that shyt just like a party
I'ma feel weak if I tell you sorry
Big boss shyt, baby, I just bought a new pent', baby
Butler came with the elevator, greet my guests, baby
iPad high maintenance, everything's unordinary
Grapes and strawberries, nothing's contemporary
If I die before I wake up, pray the Lord my soul to take
Repent for my sins and meet him at the golden gate
Lost some of my dawgs, so in my heart, man, it's this frozen place
Gotta watch for your soul, man, you could go today
Oh, my dawg, I'm finna meet you at them golden gates
We slept together like a pair of fukking roller skates
Ridin' around inside that Civic with the stolen plates
They got a nikka feeling colder than the frozen lakes
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