No one likes being lied to.
I'll tell you baby that we're through
We came.. way too far pretty baby
Being the best is something you can’t be
Who trill as me, roll two of tree
No i’m not being funny,
That bitch bad, looking like a bag of money
Focusing on being what you wanted to be.
Of being trapped with no way out are common in the ghetto,
Used to have this white bitch, she looked like madonna though
Try being what someone wants you to be, messes with your psychiatry/
And a nose full of chowder, he's choppin' up all the doubters see
I ain't tryna fight back, but baby
Being the best is something you can’t be
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