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Jun 2015
It is what it is
Im just tired of all the ******* and the diss
Believe me i get upset when i miss
The only eacape to my bliss
The **** that makes my money swim like fish
I've always felt this way
Just never knew what to say
Im just to scared to get put away
7 days of the week all hrs of the day
They just creep on me
Speaking sweetly
Or makeing me insane
Cant speak for myself
Its that *****
She needs to be tamed
And im done shes almost home
Dope sweet dope
Ashlamzz
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Ashlamzz  28/F/Anaheim
(28/F/Anaheim)   
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