It’s J Beale man
But uhmm, they call me mister make them drip
More like mister make ’em trip
(Verse 1)
I’m trying to separate my dreams from reality
But this girl is too bad and my girlfriend stay mad at me
Fuck man I need some triple A batteries
For my beats by Dre , so I could ease my way
Into this dream where you ease my day, fees rolled up
To the fake niggas can’t cheat my J
I need to be lost in the smoke, I’m lost in this life
For wanting a wife , but these strippers apply pressure to this pipe
Staying under these lights one of these nights
I see myself kicking back with a triple stack, right?
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