he lost it
chasing paper, and selling trees thats a way of life? boy please you realize it takes no talent, no skills i guess thats why you do it, and cuz your all bout those "bills" money, sex and drugs, ur nothing but a wannabe THUG somehow no matter what you do i always end up coming back to you well not anymore, you've got yourself a true whore i'm not what you want, i deserve respect but i guess at the beginning we did connect but we lost it all and that was your call you chose to throw away a great thing and i know later in life thats gonna sting when that girl cheats on you, and leaves you your finally gonna feel all the hurt you put me through i wish i could be around for it the day you learn what goes around comes around and your the one left feeling like shit!he lost it
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