Witness me strapped with macs, knew i wouldn't play thatall you old rappers trying to advance
They bought me a used cadillac,a year later it was used to blast blacks,
My lady, my baby
Check please, a feast for me
And if you disagree, suck a couple pimple-covered dicks
Coached for the brains, all they're used for is intelligence
Its important we communicate, intentions to be forever but never cannot wait
Being used to me was like a fashion trait or being killed inside like the assassin snake
Telling me shutup, i’m leaving youthe reason you ain’t even got one
Sick of loving what i used to love theirs more than one purpose for a basin
Cuz bitches can manipulate in several different ways
Turns out she was two faced was treating me like used waste with a bruised base
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