| I’m in love, with this girl
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| And her name is, Mary Jane, yea
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| She my main thing, I’m her man
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| Life would not be the same, if she wasn’t around
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| She be holding me down, when I’m down
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| And liftin' me up till, we in the clouds
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| When we make love, she’s so loud
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| Now all my neighbors know it’s going down
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| See I remember when we first met
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| I was young, tryna stunt with my big cousins in the backyard and my momma in
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| the front
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| Cold as fuck, I had my hoodie on
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| You was wrapped in a blunt
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| Never thought puttin' my lips on you would get me grounded for months (damn)
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| We just start talkin' recently
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| Never thought that we would be
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| No niggas or no kids
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| You said ain’t no sticks or seeds in me
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| That’s perfect, so I did it, licked it up and then hit it
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| And ever since I hit that I can’t quit that
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| Girl you dizzy
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| I go crazy soon as I smell you
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| Get butterflies when I’m stuck in life
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| And I’m going through hell, I inhale you
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| Can’t find enough words to tell you that you got me weak
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| We used to hot box Jeeps, now we smokin' out top notch suites
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| And we, feeling grand, feeling great, feeling good, let them hate
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| My eyes down, windows up, that’s the way we light the blunts
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| I can’t even front, I spend way too much on you every month
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| I’m smokin', not drinkin, you know what I’m thinkin'
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| I’m chillin', just chilling' they think that I’m sleepin'
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| We used to be creepin' now it ain’t no secrets
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| You mine and that’s how we gon' keep it, I’m in love
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| Uh uh, it ain’t no shame in my game, I just be doing my thang
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| Making my moves everyday, O.G. |
| said stay in ya' lane
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| When you learn to drive in L. A, the traffic here ain’t the same
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| And the police playin' no game, neither them niggas who bang
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| It ain’t just here, I’m just saying, this is where I was raised
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| Land of the free and the brave and we all supposed to get paid
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| And then they’re making their name, real niggas ghetto, they slay
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| Yeah that’s just part of the game
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| I know some niggas quite well, for saying slight livin' hell
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| Never got no good to tell, like it made letters and L’s
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| Down for possession to sell, though his intention mean well
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| They gave my nigga like 12, my nigga hitting them licks
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| They tryna give him the L
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| Sometimes I roll up the L, smoke it all by myself
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| Think of how I got this far without having no help
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| Glad I always had this girl by my side to support
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| Always got me through tough times, and for that I’m in love
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| Dedicating this to Mary Jane
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| Yeah that Mary Jane, I love that girl
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| Yeah that’s on everything |