Freida - Supposed to Be
I want to share a little bit about me
I was raised in the village of CPT
625 w Corrigedor
Babygirl out of 7
So you know its muscle
And my soul is the only thing I've got left to hold on to
Gripping like a Compton Cowboy chucking up the duece
Mobbing with my uce
We've got our own lives to live
People from walks of all life carry opinions
But when I reminisce
How life was then
It's evident
I'm exactly where I'm supposed to be
Go get yours
Get back to your reality
Go get yours
Get back to your reality
Written by:
Freida Auelua
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