Blank and expressionless, heart beating zombie
But five years from now i bet she see
What else do we got dave?
It'll last for all these crazy days
Just tell me that i ever meant anything
Screaming and your scared/your heart is beating
Momma in the bathroom poppa at work
Beating chatter, your peak is shattered
Put ya in a coma have you dreaming bout beating me
Me i'mma still be a player, all day baby
Cuz she came back with the kid and yoi been payin ever since
Rapping and talking the same, rapping's in my genetics
Still rapping like i'm in 2nd grade
Most bitches, niggas gone me real or fake
Im beating rappers daily
Could i make you my baby
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