Could be my last card but my cement is so strong
could be she's such a drug
could be were such such
strangers in tokin love
could be my last card
could be my Mercedes
is still at that campus parked
could be the dealer
anit thinking gold diggers
off
could be my bank account
continues to grow and grow and the futures
gravity at my santity store
could be im the gifted
the time sifted
the cause for more victims
could be Evans like the moon and I'm over heads to
control all the moods
©mrnothing
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