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Bradley Tibane
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She took my love and said
Gotta keep it casual, all this shit regrettable
Gotta keep it actual, money made me better tho
Cash made me worse ****, feels like a curse ****
Don't get discouraged ****, go chase that curse ****
I live to see it all, above it all 'cause Jesus got my hand and all
I never seen these **** high as this, must be fentanyl
She splitting shit with credit cards, splitting image of her father
A coke head better than dead but what's the difference y'all
Can never fall outta love, my **** came from above
The angels told me and showed me love just prevails in the heart
I never showed you the start, I never showed you the end
Only God knows that so far, so I ain't worried again
I hold my own in my skin, and Jesus Died for my sins
Written by: Bradley Tibane