Dedicated my Life

Lyrics
For each and every moment that I fucked her over I must've sent her, a hundred thousand roses All the increments, she paid the toll before the toll did I don't get this shit, I'm losing all my nugs and nuts But I'ma still keep it rolling God, like keep on playing around I'll cut the lights off in this bitch I know how to keep you closer I don't need no rico but when the almond pour up I jump out the mimosa Tell them autotunes, to the masses my girl can't sing, uh But when she singing to me, it sounds so beautiful I love you, so, the feeling's mutual Uh, baby girl you should love yourself, don't let thesе niggas disrespect you cause of thе wealth Better know your worth Don't leave me on shelf, cause I come first Matter fact, you can leave me on shelf like a first place trophy I'm improvising and I ain't posing Unless it's for a photo Or you can take morning photos I need like 400 of those today I look so good, I feel so good, I wanna lay down in some hay Man I'm skinnier than a bitch, I feel like I'm the needle inside of that stash S.O.D. Money Gang, Soulja Boy, but the Only difference is the stories that I'm telling, ain't no fables I got passion flowing off of these trees like it's maple Long as you pay me the fee, then it fire, then it fuego Baby don't be alarmed cause that's just my soul screaming Lotta shit that I been through make me feel like I don't know people Do I know people? Do I know people? Lotta shit that I been through made me feel like I don't know people Each and every corner of my court feel like each and every season my season Good thing about seasoning, you can still use this shit if you vegan I'll give you one reason to rewind the track, bitch: this the reason I came through compact everything but this, baby, let's get to spending If only I listened to myself I wouldn't feel like a low down dirty demon Low down dirty demon, low down dirty demon [Outro] [?] young niggas plain crazy, like uh you uh One, my ex-husband, he was nuts Like that nigga'd hop up on me, and I'd be like How'd the fuck this nigga find out where I was at? *He had GPS on you* Like, that nigga had to have GPS on me
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- ZelooperZ