toxic girl

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So I get high just like I'm born to fly to the moon
I'm in the court with marijuana eyes
We hit the clubs until the morning rise

We run the street's hope I don't pay that price
They got the nerve to tell me press my brakes
And if I do then how will rent get paid,

Ok now here's a thought
Streets is a marriage that you can't divorce
Life is a bitch but I think I fell in love
So I treat the game just like I'm selling drugs