I turned around to run, twisted my ankle and sprained it
And now i only listen to this hip-hop shit
Grab out paper and pen, i'm breaker o' men, whoops...
Homey used to be a player, now i coach fools
I know they fiend for my 8's like i'm a fucking laker
Jaw breaker i'ma take it shake ya money maker
Don't disturb the procrastinating, masturbating, pelvis breaker,
Maybe i’m just looking for the wrong thinglove don’t come sooner or later
Nigga got an ankle tag with some elites
Goin crazy, i might be no sleep having light dreams
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