If I had a dollar for every ‘should be,’ you know how rich I would be? Like they say, it is what it is, now what it could be? Can’t cry, feel guilt over spilled milk, I’m too fly, I’m too cool, word to Versace silk, And my watch be filled with mad diamonds, I got good watches, just bad timing, The chick I met at the club was cute, Still feel like I’m gettin’ brain from the substitute, ‘Cause this ain’t you, and I ain’t me, Claim you happy then why you so mad at me? Can’t hold onto what you had, just what you got, You should be here, but you’re not.
Posted on: Wed, 14 Jan 2015 14:10:53 +0000
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