Fuck it turn my mic up a lil bit
I get called more and more sadistic
I say "stay", she wanna leave
By a gang called the police
With my name on em: that’s a damn shame
Bro called dad over, we tried to explain
Got it lock like styles sheek kiss and them
Until i was called upon again,
Pain, he's ready for whatever
That is called being a problem setter
Saying they this and that
They called my effort bullshit
Six-fifty, three hundred my shirt free
Boy get off your so called little lady,
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