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Forever Unaligned
Its not a surprise
Not even a blow
Just sign the dotted line
Located below
She will pack up her things
But brother, so will you
To fly to your new digs
And she'll live in my back room
You think that grass is green
So you are leaving to live
But what you have not seen
Are the whores that rarely give
In that world my friend
You are just a baby with some cash
Think they want you how they didnt then
Trying to grab your share of ass...
I get it mother fucker
But she ain't going back
Shes over that hustle-and-suffer
With no rest and no slack
Fastforward...
Why you crying?
What, are you fuckin surprised?
Those girls gave such attention
More than she did, right?
So, they took your money
And stole your best car
You got arrested with ya homey
Now it's coming down hard
Where'd she go?
Your little hoe?
Didn't she promise you the world
The one you built with your previous girl?
Now it's three years later and you're knocking on her door
The large wooden attached to the stately life she worked for
BY HERSELF
Talking about how she was the only one
Stinking of the years you partied, now you're done...
Calmly she looked upon her old lover and said
'Money lines the comfort in my eternal bed...
It's why no dick will ever be worth the pain
You wanted to go, now go
I never needed you for this game.'
Not even a blow
Just sign the dotted line
Located below
She will pack up her things
But brother, so will you
To fly to your new digs
And she'll live in my back room
You think that grass is green
So you are leaving to live
But what you have not seen
Are the whores that rarely give
In that world my friend
You are just a baby with some cash
Think they want you how they didnt then
Trying to grab your share of ass...
I get it mother fucker
But she ain't going back
Shes over that hustle-and-suffer
With no rest and no slack
Fastforward...
Why you crying?
What, are you fuckin surprised?
Those girls gave such attention
More than she did, right?
So, they took your money
And stole your best car
You got arrested with ya homey
Now it's coming down hard
Where'd she go?
Your little hoe?
Didn't she promise you the world
The one you built with your previous girl?
Now it's three years later and you're knocking on her door
The large wooden attached to the stately life she worked for
BY HERSELF
Talking about how she was the only one
Stinking of the years you partied, now you're done...
Calmly she looked upon her old lover and said
'Money lines the comfort in my eternal bed...
It's why no dick will ever be worth the pain
You wanted to go, now go
I never needed you for this game.'
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